It's in my hair, it's on my clothes   It's in the river, over the road   It's shining down, my angry star   Hanging off the hood of my car   Not going far, not going far      It's coming down, they're coming up the shoulders   What have they found? I wonder if they'd know   I'm in a bull black Chevy Nova, silhouetted by the setting sun   This can't be undone, this can't be undone      If I am the one, blood on the sofa   Blood in the sink, blood in the trunk   High at the wheel of a bull black Nova   And I'm sorry as a setting sun   This can't be undone, can't be outrun      It's in my hair, there's blood in the sink   I can't calm down, I can't think   I keep calling, there's blood in the trunk   I can't calm down, I freak out, black out