Tekstovi: Stars. In Our Bedroom After the War. Life 2: The Unhappy Ending.

Scene one, late at night, interior
We found ourselves inside the car
Our hero has just gone too far
His lover bleeding in the back
He removes the lucky from the pack
He knows now that he can't turn back

Cut to the cherry lights in the rear view
He realizes that he's through
Whispers, "Darling, let's have fun"
As they exit doing 91
Drives until he's in the woods
If he loses them, he's gone for good

Life was supposed to be a film
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in tears
But life, could be nothing but a joke
Could be nothing but a con
Where's my unhappy ending gone?

Oh, life was supposed to be a film
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in fire
But life, could be nothing but a joke
A sentimental little card
Where's my unhappy ending gone?
Where's my unhappy ending?

Here's the part where you save me
Here is the scene where you save the day
Why can't the ending be happy?
Why must it always resolve this way?

Fade in, the cabin in the woods somewhere
Our hero strokes his lover's hair
Says, "Don't worry, love, we're almost done"
Says, "I could have really been someone"

Outside, they surround the house with pistols drawn
Some waiting there until the dawn
Sargent says, "He can't go on
We know now that he can't go on"

Life was supposed to be a film
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in blood
But life, could be nothing but a joke
A sentimental little card
Where's my unhappy ending gone?

Oh, life was supposed to be a film
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in fire
But life, turns out it's nothing but a dream
And I'll miss it when it's gone
I want the story to go on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on and on and on

But it can't go on
But it can't go on
But it can't go on
But it can't go on
But it can't go on
But it can't go on