Murder, question for the hour   Should she paint the town red again?   Such an act of compassion,    such a waste of life   She awakes her smile with the keys in her hand   Pretty facial mod with the tire marks in his skin   He'll wait to forgive you   He'll lose this time and never win   Like clockwork, oh how the tables have turned   This tragic play of cards you've been delt   Fall in love, lose your life   Back and forth again, it's suicide   Love is suicide, it's freedoms child   She couldn't bear the pain   Broken skies beyond the diagnosed,   fade the sun to black and wait for the ghost.   Love is suicide, it's freedom's child   She couldn't bear the pain   No sense to beg for mercy   No sense to reconcile now