Good Person Inside

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 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 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? Uh-huh, 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 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 La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-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 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 La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la