If looks could kill you'd be a murderer

Maybe just a whore


Maybe you're a...


If looks could kill you'd be a murderer

Maybe just a whore...



Maybe just a whore

If looks could kill you'd be a murderer

Maybe just a whore

I promised so much more

Walking through that door became a job

If looks could kill

(If looks could kill)

If looks could kill



I'm sorry for, I'm sorry for,

I'm sorry for

Bleeding on your porch

I know, I know, I know

Knew that it wasn't right

But, of course, i tried

To keep my heart inside

Of my chest but that fell through


Thats why I'm here with her, not you


If looks could kill you'd be a murderer
Maybe just a whore

I promised so much more

Walking through that door became a job

If looks could kill
(If looks could kill)
If looks could kill


It's a comfort to know
As you're watching him go

As you're leaving him scream
Your name

Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you needed?

Is this what you call a bleeding game?

You take the runts and
Leave them all alone
See their eyes
When their love's so far from home

With a flick of the tongue
And the shake in the hips
And the look in your eye
And the red in your lips

If looks could kill you'd be a murderer

Maybe just a whore
I promised so much more

Walking through that door became a job

If looks could kill
(If looks could kill)
If looks could kill



I'm sorry for, I'm sorry for,

I'm sorry for
Bleeding on your porch

I know, I know, I know

Knew that it wasn't right

But, of course, I tried

To keep my heart inside

Of my chest but that fell through



Well that's why
That's why I'm here with you



Here with you





If looks could kill you'd be a murderer


Maybe just a whore






If looks could kill
If looks could, If looks could

You'd be a whore






Maybe just a...

If looks could kill you'd be a murderer

Maybe just a whore

I promised so much more

Walking through that door became a job

If looks could kill

If looks could kill
If looks could kill

If looks could kill