(john fiddler/overend watts)

My temperatures risin Im knocked off my feet
Id get a better deal right out on the street ok
You look through me like Im made outta glass
You dont need a diamond to make that pass ok
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love,
Dont want your love

To hear you speak youre goin for the prize
Youre gonna cut this freak right down to size ok (ok)
Youre playin a game but you make the rules
Youre in for the kill to break this fool ok (ok)
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love,
Dont want your love,
Dont want your love, dont want your love

Im just a guy whos lost his cool now
Im just a clown whos become a fool now
Im just a road without no cars now
Im just a wound without a scar now

To hear you speak youre goin for the prize
Youre gonna cut this freak right down to size ok (ok)
Youre playin a game but you make the rules
Youre in for the kill to break this fool ok (ok)
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love
I can tell in your eyes that youre telling me lies I dont want your love,
Dont want your love,
Dont want your love, dont want your love