Hit Man Lyrics

He whispers in the phone, all lips and teeth and tongue
Sounds like his first kiss mixed with his first cigarette burn
Sometimes when its not raining, I'll burn down the diner
Sometimes I'll play the jukebox or watch it burn down to the vinyl
It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants;
It's what somebody wants
I feel no remorse
Something's will run their course
But sometimes you go to make the way just to let the nature work
You can keep on crawling
I can keep on walking

It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants;
It's what somebody wants
It's what they want
It's what they want
It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants; these are not my thoughts
These are not my hands when they're in gloves
It's what somebody wants;
It's what somebody wants
---
Lyrics powered by lyrics.tancode.com
written by GUTTER, DAVE/ROODS, JON/MC NABOE, TONY/ALBEE, SPENCER
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing