She makes me a killer Never make a pretty woman your wife You can't trust that funny look in her eye How can a angel break my heart? Life's hard! I'm just trying to play my part Never make a pretty woman your wife Never make a pretty woman your wife,

Movin' to the rhythm of your heartbeat Tonight - Gimme love with no disguise Tonight - I see the fire in your eyes Tonight - So right this night could be dynamite Wait 'n' see, if it pleases you it pleases me I don't want to play the waiting game And

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

Play dead, play dead with me Close your eyes and don't speak Lay with my body Slow down your heartbeat No need to escape We can find our own way You got me hiding in cupboards 'Cause darlin' you're the only one I can't stand the TV screen

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

So let me hear your love, sing Let me hear your love, sing Every night you play me something sweet And when I'm down, you always change the key I need you now, my heart has lost the beat And I'm counting on your love, hey melody We both could use a

We could have had it all (you're gonna wish you never had met me) You had my heart inside of your hand (you're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) There's a fire starting in my heart

If you want to get to know her Really get inside her mind If you want to move in closer Take it slow, yeah take your time If you start from the heart You'll see love is gonna play it's part If you want to touch her Really want to touch her If you want to

In the hearts of men In the arms of mothers In the parts we play to convince others We know what we're doing We're doing it right May have written books on the subject But then you may still be surprised By your tone over the phone To your sister while

What are you listening to Is it a cover band in some college town bar Where it's na-na-na's and air guitars Just a sad song playing on the radio station Tears still fall and hearts still breakin' Cause you're hanging on Or is it a love song about someone