Oh, what to be done with her ?
Oh, what to be done with her ?
Oh ...

Ice water for blood
With neither heart or spine
And then just, and then just
To pass time; let us go and rob the blind

What to be done with her ?
Ask yourself...
What to be said of her ?
Oh ...

But when she calls me, I do not walk, I run
Oh, when she calls, I do not walk, I run
Oh ...
Oh ...

Oh ...