Lyrics:

I hope you've taken notice
Of the wandering eyes
All the circling wagons
From where I draw the line

All the birds of prey that keep searching
Have come to feast on my little black heart
Some get discouraged
While the other ones starve

We've got to keep moving
On and on and on and on and on

And though the dust might settle on my bones
My blood will sneak out after dark, oh oh oh
Tracking scents like a hound dog hunting party
That catches you and brings you to my little black heart

A blank slate in the water
With nothing sinking in
And I just keep repeating
Every goddamn thing

I try to trim some fat from the evening
Throw some meat to the wolves gathered round
I still get discouraged
'Cause it's just slowing me down

We've got to keep moving
On and on and on and on and on

And though the dust might settle on my bones
My blood will sneak out after dark, oh oh oh
Tracking scents like a hound dog hunting party
That catches you and brings you to my little black heart

Everybody's got their own thing
What's mine is yours and yours is nothing
Everybody's got their own thing
What's mine is yours and yours is nothing

Though the dust might settle on my bones
My blood will sneak out after dark, oh oh oh
Tracking scents like a hound dog hunting party
That catches you and brings you to my little black heart

And even if you're nowhere to be found
I have been searching from the start, oh oh
Time will set the trap as strong as I was
That catches you and brings you to my little black heart