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Tekstovi: L.A. Guns. Waking The Dead. Psycopathic Eyes.

Screaming bloody blue murder, she kicks in the door
Says, "This is the last time that you and this whore
Will ever deceive me, I will not be a fool
Don't stick around me, I'm gonna lose my cool"
Then proceeds to melt down

She's got psychopathic eyes, so full of hate
Psychopathic eyes, I can't relate
Psychopathic eyes, she just wants to kill me

We go to the rock show and she's already high
She says, "Don't worry, baby but I think I know this guy
I've heard the excuses, you'd think that I'd know better"
But then I say okay and I go and let her
She comes back wasted

She's got psychopathic eyes, don't get any greener
Psychopathic eyes, I ain't nobody meaner
Psychopathic eyes, she just wants to kill me

Hey, hey, what do you say?

Take heed of my warning, you hedonistic boys
Beware of the psycho who loves then destroys
The ass is much cleaner on the other side
Don't believe a word they tell you otherwise
Life is short, be thinking

Psychopathic eyes, so full of hate
Psychopathic eyes, I can't relate
Psychopathic eyes, she just wants to kill