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 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