A singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it

Dry your tears with me
Give it to me completely
And rest assured I'll fall for you

But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it

Dry your tears with me
Give it to me completely
And rest assured I'll fall for you

But little do we know
Little do we know
Little do we know
Little do we know

But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it

Dry your tears, dry your tears with me
And give it to me completely
And all rest assured I will fall for you

So sleep awhile with me
Dream awhile with me
Let us, let us break all of their rules

But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Well, lovely, lovely isn't it

Little do we know
Little do we know
Yeah, little do you know
Little do you know
Little do you know
Little do you know

You know so little
You know so little
You know so little
You know so little

But I know I know I know I know I know I know so much
Yes, I'm sure I know so much
Because I know why the birds all fly
And I know where the comets go
And I know where the car is parked
And I know why I'm afraid in the dark

And I know the singer must die
I said: this singer must die
And this singer must die
This singer has to die
The singer must die
This singer has to die
This singer has to die
To die
To die
He must die
He must die
He must die