Eye to eye stand winners and losers

hurt by envy, cut by greed

Face to face with their own disillusions

The scars of old romances still on their cheeks.

And when blow by blow

the passion dies sweet little death

just have been lies.

Some memories of gone by times would still recall the lies.



The first cut won't hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder.

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding I start screaming.



It's too late the decision is made by fate

Time to prove what forever should last.

Whose feelings are so true as to stand the test?

Whose demands are so strong as to parry all attempts?

And when blow by blow

the passion dies sweet little death

just have been lies.

Some memories of gone by times will still recall the lies.



The first cut won't hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder.

The third will have you on your knees



You start bleeding I start screaming.



The first cut won't hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder.

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding I start screaming.



The first cut won't hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder.

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding I start screaming