He's got an eye on you

And a weapon, too

He's got an eye on you

He's got a weapon, too

I'd like to warn you

But I've got to warn you

They are watching you

Just like my hands do

He's going to hunt; he's going to trap

You are the target he will pursue

Allow me, allow me

To be your muse, your rest

'til the end of the day

While they target your chest

They've got an eye you

They've got their weapons, too

I'd like to arm you

But I can't disarm you

They're going to catch you

Just like the others

They're going to trap; they're going to kill the young lovers

Allow me, allow me

To be your muse, your rest

'til the end of the day

When they make you confess

He's got his mind on you

And information, too

He's got his mind on you

And information, too

He'd like to harm you

Get his army on you

He gets inside of you

Just like my voodoo

He's going to analyze and criticize your point of view

So tell me you, tell me

Which part of war is best?

I heard you say

Your heart was pounding in your chest

He's got his mind on you

And information, too

I tried to warn you

But I couldn't get through

They're coming for you

They won't forgive you

They're going to wipe you clean, erase the tattoo

So tell me, you tell me

Which part of war is best?

I heard you say

Your heart was pounding in your chest

I put a spell on you

And shot an arrow, too