I could hold your beautiful handsnAnd kiss your beautiful eyelidsnThrow open your beautiful doorsnAnd phone your beautiful friends nnBut it's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnnI could bind your beautiful wristsnAnd shut your beautiful eyesnWith the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugsnAnd kick your beautiful doors innOh shame on your beautiful friendsnn'Cause it's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overnIt's all overn