Tekster: Boy Kill Boy. Six Minutes.

Six weeks on the way
So get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up

Maybe he's gone to stay now
So get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up

So slowly she goes
And this cold wind she blows

She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh
She waits on her own
And she sits by this phone

Six days on the way
So get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up

He's so far away now
So get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up, and get up
And get up, and get up

So slowly she goes
And this cold wind she blows

She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's saw through his eyes, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh

She waits on her own
As he sits by this phone

She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
She's so terrifying, woah-oh, woah-oh