Tekster: Bowling For Soup. Rock On Honorable Ones. ACK!.

She's a lovely girl but only when she gets her way
She can be thoughtful but she's cool sometimes
I think I like her but she sends an inconsistent vibe
Hold my hand out then she punches me goodbye

She's got me tied up in her eyes
Makes me compromise myself
Feeds on disillusion
I wish she was just illusion, whoa, whoa, whoa

Kicked the grass up while I waited outside my front door
She drove it twice before she stopped and let me in
I want to tell her exactly how confused I am
I try to stop but then I can't begin

She's got me tied up in her eyes
Makes me compromise myself
Feeds on disillusion
I wish she was just illusion, whoa, whoa, whoa

She's got me tied up in her eyes
Makes me compromise myself
Feeds on disillusion
I wish she was just illusion, whoa, whoa, whoa

She's got me tied up in her eyes
Makes me compromise myself
She feeds on disillusion
I wish she was just illusion
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah