Narrow Your Eyes

They Might Be Giants · Apollo 18 [1992]

I don't want to change your mind

I don't want to think about your mind

They say love is blind

I don't think you're blind



You don't want to understand

I don't want to shake your father's hand

and walk in the sand

and act like a man



I get on the bus

ride past our stop

and though I'm late

I can't get off

I just can't bare to tell you some lies

So narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes



We'll take back everything we've said

Spilt up all the things and move ahead

Forgot how you said

We'll split the side off the bed



I get on my bike

Ride down our block

Ride through the world

Through the green lights

But when I think of all your advice

I narrow my eyes

Narrow my eyes



Now let's toast the sad cold fact

Our love's never coming back

And we'll race to the bottom of the glass

So narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes

Narrow your eyes