In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. . I wonder what you would see if you looked into my eyes. Aggravation, insecurity that I'm holdin' deep inside.
Cracking knuckles and tapping feet. Something isn't quite complete. . Ignoring my company I'm hoping. They'll take the hint and leave. . That magazine cover that caught my eye is so inviting.