A Look (feat. Stacy King & Bob Nanna)

Hitchhiker by the side of the road.
You climbed into his truck so he could bring you home,
but when your pupils took a mallet to his crooked teeth,
well, his tongue swelled up and and his bowels released,
and you flashed a tiny smile. Your karma gleamed.
He threw up blood and guts, fell to his knees.

Beauty, truth, don't relent.
Come and slay him again.
You blaze bright and he needs you. He needs you.
Living under his thumb,
tied up in the kitchen.
I'm alive, and I need you, girl.

You know, you know,
with a look like that you could kill someone.
You know, you know,
with a look like ythat, a look like that

He was the serial killer of all my hopes and dreams.
Like every model and actor, not pretty as they seem.
He had a habit, a damnit for every "God" he spoke.
He filled his core of coal with a winding acrid smoke,
so when you spread like a glow, a radiated echo,
to cleanse the city, we need you, we need you
On my trail, leave a clue, so I can gleam and pursue.
You know just what to do
Girl, you know just what to do.

You know, you know,
with a look like that you could kill someone.
You know, you know,
with a look like that, a look like that

She spent her time with the hellhounds
soaking up what blood she could find.
The kind of girl with two talons for heels
and the price of her love on your mind.
My dark twin, what a wretch. What a mess.
Glimmering with fetching disease.
You came into my life, swallowed her, ate her up,
so you cut her from me.

You know, you know,
with a look like that you could kill someone.
You know, you know,
with a look like that, a look like that
You know, you know,
with a look like that you could kill someone.
You know, you know,
with a look like that, a look like that

Every time you lift me higher,
smothering my substance supplier.
No mercy. Set him on fire.
You're consuming me.