Frerard-The Way You Look At MeI don't catch you doing it every time, but I know how you look at me. When I know you're doing it, it feels like the laser beams from your ray gun are drilling into my face. Hah, except it doesn't kill me.I'll try not to show that I know you're staring, but sometimes, I can't help turning to look back at you. Only thing is, you look away as soon as my eyes meet yours.Everyone knows we do it. And half the time, I don't think we realize we're even doing it to begin with. I guess it's just a habit.And an unbreakable habit at that.I'll get embarrassed sometimes because I'm hoping that I don't look like shit when you decide to rest your staring eyes on my face.You'll make me nervous. It's like the nervousness that builds up inside right before we go onstage to perform. My heart will beat hard and fast in my chest, and I can practically hear it pounding against my ribs.It's the way you look at me baby, that makes me go crazy.And even though you might not know this,I love it.