Why You're Still Single

You've got an angel's face as pretty as a sunrise

But I see a devil or two dancing right behind your eyes

You got a good job, got a good mom, and you know that you're a real prize

But you put yourself on the top shelf like a six hundred thousand dollar bottle of wine

Let's talk about why you're still single, still hanging around

If your heartbeat's not moving then your feet are always on the ground

Let's talk about why you're still single, still hanging around

Love can only take you higher so no one can ever take you down

You've got maps up on your walls of places that you wanna go

And you always end up naked dancing in the front row