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