the moon
on a blackened sky
here I wait
by the light tower
a pair of lights
comes closer down the road on a thunderful night
he drives to meet me here
tonight
I'll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
I'll die in hitchcock light
the wind plays with my hair
as he touches my cheek
to catch a red tear
his chin feels rough
as he whispers in my ear
tonight you will die
as a hitchcock starlet
tonight
I'll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
I'll die in hitchcock light
tonight
I'll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
I'll die in hitchcock
die in hitchcock
style