**** it, those eyes, they aren't meant to seem so pretty,
and they shouldn't shine brighter than all the lights in this here city,
those lips really shouldn't make me feel the way they do,
it shouldn't matter, I shouldn't care, but my dear it's you.
Maybe I'm wrong, perhaps it's the lack of sleep,
baby I really hope I'm wrong, I've got promises to keep,
but with your all-too perfect eyelashes and really messy hair,
you've got me wondering if maybe I still care.