Dead Eye Lover

[Verse 1] Honey's lovin' in the backroom Honey's eyes so wearisome Honey's cryin' in the backroom Honey's cryin' out for more Got a bone so physical Give a look in digital Honey's cryin' in the backroom Honey's cryin' out for more [Pre-Chorus] If I break away, I can't make a sound If I break away, I can never be found If I break away, I can't make a sound To be found again, and I bury [?] in ground If I break away, I can't make a sound If I break away, I can never be found If I break away, I can't make a sound To be found again, and I bury [?] in ground [Chorus] Dead eye lover, where you going? Wherе you going with my lover? Dead eyе lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun Dead eye lover, where you going? Where you going with my lover? Dead eye lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun [Verse 2] Too attracted to die To get looking to live Give me [set?] in the eye So I can’t see a thing Taking up all the time Using up all the nerve Got to leave them behind But I know [Pre-Chorus] If I break away, I can't make a sound If I break away, I can never be found If I break away, I can't make a sound To be found again, and I bury [?] in ground If I break away, I can't make a sound If I break away, I can never be found If I break away, I can't make a sound To be found again, and I bury [?] in ground [Chorus] Dead eye lover, where you going? Where you going with my lover? Dead eye lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun Dead eye lover, where you going? Where you going with my lover? Dead eye lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun [Pre-Outro] Now honey’s cryin’, honey’s crying’ As I try, I try Not to lie in the arms of my one sweet flower now [Chorus] Dead eye lover, where you going? Where you going with my lover? Dead eye lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun Dead eye lover, where you going? Where you going with my lover? Dead eye lover, where you going? Say your prayers to the barrel of my gun