He's got an eye on you And a weapon, too He's got an eye on you And a weapon, too He's got an eye on you He's got a weapon, too I'd like to warn you But I've got to warn you They are watching you Just like my hands do He's going to hunt; he's going to trap You are the target he will pursue Allow me, allow me To be your muse, your rest 'Til the end of the day While they target your chest They've got an eye on you They've got their weapons, too I'd like to arm you But I can't disarm you They're going to catch you Just like the others They're going to trap; they're going to kill the young lovers Allow me, allow me To be your muse, your rest 'Til the end of the day When they make you confess He's got his mind on you And information, too He's got his mind on you And information, too He'd like to harm you Get his army on you He gets inside of you Just like my voodoo He's going to analyze and criticize your point of view So tell me you, tell me Which part of war is best? I heard you say Your heart was pounding in your chest He's got his mind on you And information, too I tried to warn you But I couldn't get through They're coming for you They won't forgive you They're going to wipe you clean, erase the tattoo So tell me you, tell me Which part of war is best? I heard you say Your heart was pounding in your chest I put a spell on you And shot an arrow, too