[Verse 1] 

I get home from work and you’re still standing in your dressing gown

Well what am I to do?

I know all the things around your head and what they do to you

What are we coming to?

What are we gonna do?

[Cborus 1] 

Blame it on the black star

Blame it on the falling sky

Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

[Verse 2] 

The troubled words of a troubled mind, I try to understand what is eating you

I try to stay awake, but it’s 58 hours since that I last slept with you

What are we coming to?

I just don’t know anymore

[Cborus 2] 

Blame it on the black star

Blame it on the falling sky

Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

[Verse 3] 

I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don’t think of you

I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you

What am I coming to?

I’m gonna melt down

[Cborus 3] 

Blame it on the black star

Blame it on the falling sky

Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

This is killing me

This is killing me