know everyone's a good person inside

Everyone wants to be loved inside

So whenever I think how you wasted my time

I try to remember the good things inside



Well, you haven't killed anyone as far as we know

And you seem very nice to your sister

You have very good taste in clothes and guitars

And very young girls



I know everyone's a good person inside

Everyone wants just to be loved inside

So whenever I think what a dick, what a liar,

I try to remember the good things inside



Well, your smile is as wide as Montana

And your eyes as deep as the Caspian Sea

Well, I guess these these don't count as the things from inside

But these are the things that made me blind

These are the things that made me blind



What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking at all

If I knew what I did today, would I make the same mistake?

Probably.



Cause your hands are as big as Montana

And your lips as sweet as red vines

Well I guess these don't count as the things from inside

But these are the things that made me blind

These are the things that make me blind



You're as sharp as a tack, you're as loyal as a cat

You were great in the sack, even if you have hair on your back

You made me weak at the knees, gave me no disease

What more could I ask, I won't dig deeper than that