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Chelsea Dagger (The Fratellis) · And I Try (Bisbetic & Lee Dagger Remix) (Bimbo Jones) · The Cloak and Dagger Club (Spitalfield) · Dagger Mouth (Swollen Members) · Most Wanted (Frankie Paul) · I Love Hip Hop Presents Most Wanted, Vol. 8 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Most Wanted Country Live, Vol. 5 [DVD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Denver's Most Wanted, Vol. 3 (Playalitical) · Kali's Most Wanted, Vol. 1 (Mr. Lil Man) · Most Wanted Country Live, Vol. 5 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


lose sleep at night
Do you ever stop to think
Where it went wrong for you
Who turned your reds to blue

Who put those tiny daggers in your heart
Who put
like a drum
A wild suspicion flashes dark across my mind
Walking up the driveway I can see another woman by his side
I held my hand out and this is
the thing that she wanted most of all
Was the thing that she had lost
To the arms of a downtown blackjack hustler
By the name of Candyfloss
They'd skipped
You may never get to wander 
along the corridors of power 
where the files tell your story 
beneath the bell that keeps it's secret by the hour
I'm wanted
Wanted
I'm wanted all over the world
Wanted
Wanted
Wanted all over the world
Yeah, I'm wanted by the women, 
By the men, by
Don't sing love songs
You'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here right by my side
In her right hand is a silver dagger
She says that I can't be
more

They said it was paradise
And that we'd live here forever
And they stabbed us in the back
With a poison dagger

Stood by the river
And watched us
Could help me lose my wicked name

Saved 
By the wreck of the blade
And the colorful shade of diamond blue

Pistols and daggers
And the murdering
throwing daggers with her eyes
Tourist trapped in Ipenema quicksands
Sewage sludge washed up conquistador, le mort
Beaten down with two by fours
White
throwing daggers with her eyes
Tourist trapped in Ipenema quicksands
Sewage sludge washed up conquistador, le mort
Beaten down with two by fours
White
Your tongue pierced my fragile heart careless words are daggers thrown unaware unapproachable unwilling silence from a sounding voice you entwine
When you said goodnight, didn't you mean goodbye. 
It's not the way you loved me, but definitely how you hurt me. 
Your lies like a dagger through
Mickey was a bad ass from phoenix
He had a dagger with a skull on the handle
Living by his own rules
He had a stare that could kill
A strong man
Wanted by the minister
Wanted by the dean
Wanted by the old folks
Wanted by the teens
Wanted by the dealers
Wanted by the fiends
Wanted by
may look tonight, you will see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea,
Working for some man who may not know at all who I
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Bold flashing dagger teeth
Powerful and tree-like limbs of allosaurs go by
Oh a hundred million years ago
There wasn't need of lumbering sauropods
the same to me
Rows and rows of faces on the balcony
I can hear them calling down to me
Come up here - set us free
Got sugar in our brains
Or a dagger
a silent type
On a windy trail
With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger
You can talk till you ache
Give yourself one more break
You can tell by
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
and when
In my purse a sacred dagger
On my horse I run

Restless girl beside the water
Tending to a fire
Kissed a boy and then another
Suiting up for war
You're taking me for granted
Can you agree to compromise?
Cause I've wanted this for so long
And my mind keeps telling why

Am I making you nervous,
If you call my name
It's but one of many by which I'm known
The borneless one
There is no pain or anger that I am not
Hell will come
He will