Pretty are the eyes that tell the most dangerous lie
I love you
I need you
Their tongue is the blade hidden in disguise
As it dances down your throat
Don't choke
But their love is too big to swallow
They left you there feeling hollow as a log
Their vain excuse feel like hollow points or a buzzsaw

Dangerous are the curves that talk with no lips
Got my endorphins throwing a fit like a toddler
Baby I need to see you strip
Cause you carrying weapons that shouldn't be legal
Got me stuck on repeat like a seagull from Nemo
You so bad, you deserve a sequel
Now sell me the fantasy I came to buy
As I try to escape the pain from the pretty eyes that told me the most dangerous lie