It's something in your eyes.

It's something in your eyes.
You can't take it slow,
It's something in the wine.
You taste like something's wrong.
"Darling, tell me, is something wrong?"
You can't play with matches.
Turn, turn the wheels of horror,
You'll hang for what you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand as part of the problem.

-Drop Dead Gorgeous.