Hung up in a 
Pennsylvania mining town
Got down to 
Boston in time for tea
Don't know exactly just what's going down
Better hang around until 
I see.She uses beauty like a knife
She cuts me even more, she changes
Right before my eyes into something ugly and sore.
Beauty like a knife
She cuts me even more, she changes
Right before my eyes into something strange and more.
Don't bomb the inn, 
I'm on a holiday
But Oklahoma's just a jet away
And the blood is on the books in 
OhioSo badly stained, what can 
I say?