6 AM and at it again it's over a lonely outside is rolling by it's over a car in the snow loses control it's over the head of the home is hurling the phone it's over bruise up blue come right through welcome to another end we know that you know the finishing blow it's over a lineup of lights is firing the ike it's over the point in time when everything dies it's over nothing is wrong we're getting along it's over so bruise up blue come right through welcome to another end an open door a note on the floor it's over the loneliest night is taking flight it's over waving in grief watching it leave it's over up off the ground the city is out it's over nothing is wrong we're getting along it's over