Infidelity

I say that I'm in love with your jawline I tell those cheekbones they're special But at night I catch myself thinking about those eyes. Those eyes Those eyes Those beautiful eyes. I could swear to any part of you that I love it, my heart doesn't lie. Would your shoulders turn cold towards me if only they knew Would your lips and breasts refuse my kisses if they somehow found out that I was untrue The prospect turns me blue Like a tube of Elmers glue But those eyes are the reason why I'm so stuck on you