Black Boots
You came around
Like a loaded gun
Devil on your shoulder
Sugar sweet on your tongue
Cold-hearted slick-talking bona fide lady killer
Enigmatic like a left handed card dealer
Talking in the tone of the moment
And skating on a razor's edge
Tonight you're here with your black boots on
And in the morning you'll be gone
Don't tell me no lies
Don't tell me no lies
Crawling through my mind
Don't tell me no lies
No roundabouts on your downward spiral
The mirror you're facing looks back with a wicked smile
Deep pockets, cheap prophets glorify reconsider
Melodramatic like a 1960s gunslinger
Talking in the tone of the moment
And skating on the razor's edge
Tonight you're here with your black boots on
And in the morning you'll be gone
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies (You've got your black boots on)
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies (You've got your black boots on)
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies
Like a loaded gun
Devil on your shoulder
Sugar sweet on your tongue
Cold-hearted slick-talking bona fide lady killer
Enigmatic like a left handed card dealer
Talking in the tone of the moment
And skating on a razor's edge
Tonight you're here with your black boots on
And in the morning you'll be gone
Don't tell me no lies
Don't tell me no lies
Crawling through my mind
Don't tell me no lies
No roundabouts on your downward spiral
The mirror you're facing looks back with a wicked smile
Deep pockets, cheap prophets glorify reconsider
Melodramatic like a 1960s gunslinger
Talking in the tone of the moment
And skating on the razor's edge
Tonight you're here with your black boots on
And in the morning you'll be gone
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies (You've got your black boots on)
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies (You've got your black boots on)
Don't tell me no lies (Talking in the tone of the moment)
Don't tell me no lies (And skating on the razor's edge)
Crawling through my mind (You'll be gone in the morning)
Don't tell me no lies
Credits
Writer(s): Anna Turner
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