(john fiddler/overend watts)



My temperature's risin' i'm knocked off my feet

I'd get a better deal right out on the street ok

You look through me like i'm made outta glass

You don't need a diamond to make that pass ok

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love,

Don't want your love



To hear you speak you're goin' for the prize

You're gonna cut this freak right down to size ok (ok)

You're playin' a game but you make the rules

You're in for the kill to break this fool ok (ok)

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love,

Don't want your love,

Don't want your love, don't want your love



I'm just a guy who's lost his cool now

I'm just a clown who's become a fool now

I'm just a road without no cars now

I'm just a wound without a scar now



To hear you speak you're goin' for the prize

You're gonna cut this freak right down to size ok (ok)

You're playin' a game but you make the rules

You're in for the kill to break this fool ok (ok)

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love

I can tell in your eyes that you're telling me lies i don't want your love,

Don't want your love,

Don't want your love, don't want your love