The way you’re looking at me
The way you’re looking at me
Hit me with another round
The way you’re looking at me
What kind of killer are you?
What kind of love is yours
Hit me with another round
Cos no money, no money, no damn amount
No sugar, no honey, no safe ride out
Nothing, nothing, but you could stop my heart
The way you’re looking at me
The boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down
The way you’re looking at me
Your powder and smoke getting in my throat
like there’s no one else around
Cos no money, no money, no damn amount
No sugar, no honey, no safe ride out
Nothing, nothing, but you could stop my heart
The way you’re looking at me
Your boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down
Your boys are backing down