Oh, Belladonna, never knew the pain,
Maybe I`m crazy, maybe you drive me insane.
The open letter just carelessly placed,
And your moving silence, tea so delicately laced.
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Came from passion, and you gave me a name,
The fingers of poison like needles in the drivin` rain.
So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace,
Now I must slip away, but can you forget my face?
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Out of reach, out of touch,
How you`ve learned to hate so much?
Oh, Belladonna, Oh, Belladonna,
Maybe I`m crazy, maybe you drive me insane,
Maybe I`m crazy, oh, Belladonna
I`m cryin`, I`m cryin`, I`m cryin`...