Tattle Tale – Holy Sweet God Damn lyrics

**Richer than gold
Like a warm glass of gingerale
I smell the air
and I wish that you were there
Time and again, my heart jumps out at you.
You were the one
No time for second thoughts.
Your second guessing
That started the holocaust.
I know the feeling, the feeling too well.

When it's over (when it's over)
It's over, It's over now.

It's over (when it's over) now
It's over, It's over now.