| Song | I Know It's Over |
| Artist | Emilie Autumn |
| Album | By the Sword |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| And as I climb into an empty bed | |
| Oh well. Enough said. | |
| I know it's over - still I cling | |
| I don't know where else I can go | |
| Oh… | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| See, the sea wants to take me | |
| The knife wants to slit me | |
| Do you think you can help me? | |
| Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
| Handsome groom, give her room | |
| Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
| (Though she needs you | |
| More than she loves you) | |
| And I know it's over - still I cling | |
| I don't know where else I can go | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| Over and over, la… | |
| I know it's over | |
| And it never really began | |
| But in my heart it was so real | |
| And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
| “If you're so funny | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| And if you're so clever | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you're so very entertaining | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you're so very good-looking | |
| Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
| I know… | |
| ‘Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
| That's why you're on your own tonight | |
| With your triumphs and your charms | |
| While they're in each other's arms…” | |
| It's so easy to laugh | |
| It's so easy to hate | |
| It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over, over, over | |
| It's so easy to laugh | |
| It's so easy to hate | |
| It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for you, my love | |
| Not tonight, my love | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for such as you and I, my love | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my… | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my… |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| And as I climb into an empty bed | |
| Oh well. Enough said. | |
| I know it' s over still I cling | |
| I don' t know where else I can go | |
| Oh | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| See, the sea wants to take me | |
| The knife wants to slit me | |
| Do you think you can help me? | |
| Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
| Handsome groom, give her room | |
| Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
| Though she needs you | |
| More than she loves you | |
| And I know it' s over still I cling | |
| I don' t know where else I can go | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| Over and over, la | |
| I know it' s over | |
| And it never really began | |
| But in my heart it was so real | |
| And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
| " If you' re so funny | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| And if you' re so clever | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you' re so very entertaining | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you' re so very goodlooking | |
| Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
| I know | |
| ' Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
| That' s why you' re on your own tonight | |
| With your triumphs and your charms | |
| While they' re in each other' s arms" | |
| It' s so easy to laugh | |
| It' s so easy to hate | |
| It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over, over, over | |
| It' s so easy to laugh | |
| It' s so easy to hate | |
| It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for you, my love | |
| Not tonight, my love | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for such as you and I, my love | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| And as I climb into an empty bed | |
| Oh well. Enough said. | |
| I know it' s over still I cling | |
| I don' t know where else I can go | |
| Oh | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| See, the sea wants to take me | |
| The knife wants to slit me | |
| Do you think you can help me? | |
| Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
| Handsome groom, give her room | |
| Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
| Though she needs you | |
| More than she loves you | |
| And I know it' s over still I cling | |
| I don' t know where else I can go | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| Over and over, la | |
| I know it' s over | |
| And it never really began | |
| But in my heart it was so real | |
| And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
| " If you' re so funny | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| And if you' re so clever | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you' re so very entertaining | |
| Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
| If you' re so very goodlooking | |
| Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
| I know | |
| ' Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
| That' s why you' re on your own tonight | |
| With your triumphs and your charms | |
| While they' re in each other' s arms" | |
| It' s so easy to laugh | |
| It' s so easy to hate | |
| It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over, over, over | |
| It' s so easy to laugh | |
| It' s so easy to hate | |
| It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
| Over, over | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for you, my love | |
| Not tonight, my love | |
| Love is natural and real | |
| But not for such as you and I, my love | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
| Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my |