Some dirty players on your team Gossips they trade nothing it's what it seems Behind a crime there's always a scene Some broken mirror, some phone that rings You give me reasons to get lost When you cut me with your eyes When you shoot me with your words I know who's in there, behind those eyes Cold world painters alone in a silent night Always caught between right and wrong Where the secret lies, while the wind turns cold You give me reasons to get lost When you cut me with your eyes When you shoot me with your words They try to hit me with tainted needles They try to make it from a thousand miles While the daylight travels slowly And the clouds become black as the sky You give me reasons to get lost When you cut me with your eyes When you shoot me with your words