As he came in through the window
With a sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
She was sitting at the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down
It was her doom

Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal

So they came into the outway
It was Sunday
What a black day
I could feel your salutation
Sounding heartbeats
Intimidations

Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal

Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK, you OK, you OK, Annie

At slow speed we all seem focused
In motion we seem wrong
In summer we can taste the rain

I want you to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene

Two can play this game
We both want power
In winter we can taste the pain

In our short years, we come long way
To treat it bad and throw away

I want you to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene

You won't cry, I won't scream

In our short years we come long way
To treat it bad and throw away
And if we make a little space
A science fiction showcase
In our short film, a love disgrace
Dream a scene to brighten face
In our short years we come long way
To treat it bad, just to throw it away

I want you to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene