Wandering Eyes

I put you on a pedestal

But you need professional help

You tell me I’m beautiful

You’re saying it to somebody else

But I saw what you did, lip-locking in the sidelines

Hands up in her hair, acting naughty for a nice guy

Itty bitty waist, bet she tastes just like me

I’m not surprised

Said I’m your type

Can’t look at you with those wandering eyes

Tell me the truth

We're living a lie

Can't look at you with those wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering

I think you’re delusional

If you thought excuses would help

Yeah, you got your pockets full

No, I won't buy what you sell

I saw you with her, French-kissing by the poolside

Noise goes static, automatically I'm tongue tied

You will never find anybody quite like me

I’m not surprised

Said I’m your type

Can’t look at you with those wandering eyes

Tell me the truth

We're living a lie

Can't look at you with those wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering

Wandering eyes

Wandering