We all have weaknesses, no matter how much we deny
There's Achilles' heel, and for Superman it was kryptonite
But awkwardly for me its beautiful girls with blue eyes
If you know me then to you this is probably no surprise
I think about them when I go to sleep at night
And once I see them I'm instantly mesmerized
They're like a drug and I always need a fix
I can't help thinking about them hourly,
At least twelve times every six
I get so caught up, it's like without them I can't live
It's like I can't control myself
Honestly, for them, there's nothing I wouldn't give
I can't go on like this, is there a cure for my disease?
No more love and loss, the heartache is killing me
I'm asking for a hero, someone help me please!
I've got to stay away from these beautiful girls with blue eyes
They're no good for me, they just end up making me cry
With all their deception and lies, they must really be...super villains in disguise!?
