Greedy Eyes – Rob Baird

I’ve been on a gambling streak
Making bets way out of my league
Promises no man could keep
Damn, you made a mess out of me
Damn, you made a mess out of me

Part of me understands
Why you’re always without a man
If I stayed I’d never leave again
Look at this mess you got me in
Look at this mess you got me in

And to hell with those greedy eyes
Ready to adore
They’re never satisfied
Always wanting more
Always wanting more

Oh, I got a bad disease
Cold in my own belief
You never gave me time to grieve
Girl, you made a mess out of me
Girl, you made a mess out of me

And to hell with those greedy eyes
To ready to adore
They’re never satisfied
Always wanting more
Always wanting more

I’ve been on a gambling streak
Making bets was out of my league