You can’t hide from me, There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know But my eyes, my eyes, my eyes are like a telescope My eyes see You left your troubles in my

I've got to go where you are Chloe! Chloe! Someone's calling, no reply Nightshade's falling, hear him sigh Empty spaces in his eyes Empty arms outstretched, he's crying Through the black of night If it's dark or bright I'll go through the dismal swampland

You could 'cause you can so you do When it's nine in the afternoon We're feeling so good, just the way that we do Your eyes are the size of the moon Back to the street where we began Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon

But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts To put this to your head If you're already dead? Before I pull this trigger Your eyes vacant and stained And should I be shocked now By the last thing you said?

People will say we're in love! Don't throw bouquets at me Don't please my folks too much Don't laugh at my jokes too much Don't sigh and gaze at me Your sighs are so like mine Your eyes mustn't glow like mine Don't start collecting things Give me my rose

I resent your voice I resent that I Don't have a choice I think I've been here before Yes I've been here before I resent you calling Anywhere I go You are always there

Shine on you crazy diamond Nobody knows where you are How near or how far Pile on many more layers And I'll be joining you there And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph And sail on the steel breeze Come on you boy child You winner and loser

Blood eagle! Carved upon your naked back Skinned alive your ribs are cracked Still alive you gasp for air As panic strikes your eyes they stare Look to my burning eyes Plead for your worthless life All remorse I had has died And all I have is hate inside

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you

For the girl You’ll be fine if you try To keep your eyes on the consolation prize And you’re going down hard for the girl ‘Cause this is life and it’s alright Taking detours in your mind It’s all a part of the plan when you’re lost in the world See you