I know everyone's a good person inside   Everyone wants just 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   An' very young girls      I know everyone's a good person inside   Everyone wants 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 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 I was thinking   I wasn't thinking at all   If I knew what I did today   Would I make the same mistake?   Probably would      '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 made me blind      Your as sharp as a tack, your 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 then that      La, la, la   La, la, la   La, la, la      These are the things that made me blind   These are the things that made me blind   Your smile is as wide as Montana   An' your eyes as deep as the Caspian sea   Well, I guess these don't count as the things from inside   But these are the things that made me blind      La, la, la   La, la, la   La, la, la