You've got the green eyes of a snake, the nature of one as well. You reel me in so easily. Then discard me when morning comes. I try to track you down. To chase the guy I've dumbly fallen for. But you slip right out of my hands.
I try to confront you. What are you so terrified of? My slippery, cute man. Is it the commitment that scares you? Or is me? The psycho ex girlfriend, who'll use whatever means necessary to have you? Just hold me in your arms already, because no one else can have you baby.