Tell me where it all went wrongMaybe I can make it betterTell me where it all went wrongDonât you know that you really upset her?When you act like a man who is cross with every woman heâs never hadIf itâs true looks could kill and you will be the first to make me madThen youâll have to goIs this the kind of fate you could contemplate?A breakdown at my very sightI promise hidden words of tenderness in every single line that I writeStill you act like a man who is cross with every woman heâs never hadIf itâs true looks could kill and you will be the first to make me madThen youâll have to goMaybe youâll have to goIs it true looks can kill?Is it true looks can kill?Is it true looks can kill?