I can't look the other way
I'm so tired of this circus, psycho/manic game you play
You've got nothing left to say
You steal the dreams of broken men,
Crush them in your killing den
Turn the lights down, soften them with wine

You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You've got that roving eye
you've got that roving eye

Do you love?
Do you love?
You make them plead
With an innocence so sweet

What's your mirror trying to say?
Look into your eyes, glistening with ghosts and easy lies
Corneille's nothing next to you
You charm them all with grace and guile
Shoot the gun yet all the while
Your smile's forever, ever true

You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You're cyanide, you're cyanide
You've got that roving eye
you've got that roving eye

Do you love?
Do you love?
You make them plead
With an innocence so sweet

You can't deny all this
You can't deny all this
A kiss ain't just a kiss
You can't deny all this

Ahhh, do you love?

Do you love?
Do you love?
You make them plead
With an innocence so sweet

Do you love? Do you love?
Do you love? Do you love?