Time, time and again i see you staring down at me
now, then and again i wonder what it is that you see
with those angry eyes
well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
with those angry eyes
You want to believe that i am not the same as you
and now i can't conceive, oh lord, of what it is you're trying to do
with those angry eyes
well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
with those angry eyes
what a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
with those angry eyes
You and i must start to realize
blindness binds us in a false disguise
can you see me through those angry eyes?
You try to defend that you are not the one to blame
but i'm finding it hard, my friend, when i 'm in the deadly aim
of those angry eyes
well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
with those angry eyes
what a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
with those angry eyes