POISON EYES

One drop and you'll forsake

My poison chalice waits, ill promise you'll have a sweet old time

The rotten apple tree doesn't fall far from me

Well toast to this night with a squeeze of lime

You know, the other day, you wouldn't look my way

It seemed to suit you, but now you are mine

I'll now play my part, ill drown your shallow heart

Two shots of whiskey just to numb the start

My grandfather clock ticks and tocks, seems really strange when it walks

The old school maid offers Christmas cakes every day in the month of may

She is sipping wine from the poison vine

Here comes the time you'll have poison eyes, here comes the time you'll have poison eyes