To the listener:
My mind falls apart every time I hear that someone's just been knifed / Or gunned down by a stranger whose now running for their life / If you see anyone that you desire just trying to be free / ( crowd noise ).
( crowd noise )/ The cries of pain come through again as the marksman hits the spot / ( crowd noise ).
Because I don't want no arguing no butchery or spite / ( crowd noise )/ As I look in your eyes I can see a fire I can feel you burning still / As the heart of the matter comes home to me ( Shouting ) you are my sweetest pill.
Steve Coel
