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