X-Ray Eyes

All the words in my mouth

And this is what comes falling out

I’ve gotta stop but I don’t know how


I’ve got a hundred lies

I’m with the FBI

I’m bigger than my real size

And I got X-Ray eyes


Every time I move my lips

I realise I’m ill-equipped

I got to learn how to keep it zipped up tight now


I’ve got a hundred lies

I’m with the FBI

I’m bigger than my real size

And I got X-Ray eyes


That’s my guitar on Born To Run

And every other one

I’m celebrated in Japan

And, baby, I’m a marathon man

She checks her phone, smiles at me

There’s somewhere else that she’s got to be

Some kind of pre-planned emergency


I’ve got a hundred lies

I’m with the FBI

I’m bigger than my real size

And I got x-ray eyes

I’ve travelled back in time

To 1649

Brad Pitt is a friend of mine

And I got x-ray eyes