I look at her lying on the bed sheet Her eyes are closed and there's blood flowing to her feet She doesn't move and her killer knows the cut was deep I watch closely as the killer runs towards the street But my eyes don't see
I'm in this apartment and there's two men over a woman's body One man is shivering and asks where should they dump the body Sirens outside are blazing and this could turn out to be a major story But they manage to escape with all heavenly glory But my eyes don't see ...