Those Blue Eyes Cry

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh

Woke up this morning
Took a step outside
Wrote some fuckin' music
And looked in your Blue eyes
And they cried, they cried
And y'know I tried I tried
But you couldn't stop the lies
And I couldn't let go of my vices
Didn't let you have any women friends y'know it really depends I've had too many bi guys mess with me

But those blue eyes
Boy those blue eyes they cried
But was it over me?
Or over her?

Don't act like you're better than me
Damn well not smarter than me
Yeah you're still driving the same old shitty car
Still got the same old mutt
In your passenger seat
You don't mess with a girl
Behind your broke singers back
Y'know you're not supposed to do that
But now I'm a butterfly
A butterfly and I'll fly away
(Fly)
From this mess
(Fly)
That you made
(Fly)
For me
(Fly)
(Fly)

Boy those blue eyes
They cried
Boy those blue eyes cry
But was it over me?
Or over her?
(Her, uh!)

All the shit I got you Yeah
All the shit I did
All the hours I worked
And you do this?
(Uh!)
Said you think you saw the lord
After your first week of rehab
Don't fucking forget who paid for that
(Uh oh!)

Those blue eyes
They lure me in every time
Time
Time
Time
Time
Slipping away