Keep An Eye

Keep an eye
Keep an eye
Keep an eye
On your close friend

Keep an eye
Keep an eye
Keep an eye
On your close friend

'Cause what you got that'll make you lose
And then turn around and step in your shoes
I say they'll turn around
And step in your shoes

I stood there numb
Watchin' my friend walk away
With my love on her arm

Oh, what she said was
"Sorry for what I had to do
But you see I love him just as much as you"

Keep an eye
Keep an eye
On your close friend

Keep an eye
Keep an eye
You better watch out
For your close friend

The devil's workshop is a busy place
On top of evil there's an innocent face
Oh, on top of evil he puts an innocent face
She was just like a spider
Only twice as smart

Kindness was a thread
She used to weave my world apart
There were three of us seen all over town
Now there's only two
Someone's missing guess who

Now I see how she schemed and
Worked her way in between
Planted seeds of mistrust
To make us fight unaware
Her comforting ways when I would cry
Shadowed the look of triumph in her eye
Just like a snake on the limb tree
A friend is an enemy you can see

'Cause what you got that'll make you lose
And then turn around and step in your shoes
I said they'll turn around
And step in your shoes

So you better keep an eye on your close friend
You better watch out for your close friend
Don't trust nobody
Don't trust nobody
Keep an eye on your close friend
Keep an eye
Don't trust nobody
Keep an eye on your close friend
You better watch out for your close friend
She was just like a spider
Only twice as smart

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