Max Webster

If you lean too hard, i just back away / from your blackmail eyes
If you cut me off, you might find / that grin is a thin disguise
C--but don't let it weigh--don't let me mess up your day
just find my bell and ring it / take me on and wing it
find my bell and ring it
It's plain to see that you waste your time / punching holes in me
You should know by now that your sad eyes / won't get me on my knees--C