Wrong About Her Eyes

[Verse 1]
Cards on the table
Queens in the middle
You laugh
Say "raise"
Chips scrape
Hands fidget
You tap the deck twice
Say you know my tells
"I could pick your secrets
Like a card from the swell"
[Chorus]
You bet on eye colors
Like it proves you’re right
You say brown on my gray
Swear you see through my light
You’re so sure you’re winning
Can’t read what’s inside
Dealing out guesses
You’re wrong about her eyes
[Verse 2]
You fan out the hearts
Call it truth or dare
"I know every shade
In that cold little stare"
I glance at your face
All that easy blue talk
I see green in the glare
Moss on sidewalk chalk
[Chorus]
You bet on eye colors
Like it proves you’re right
You say brown on my gray
Swear you see through my light
You’re so sure you’re winning
Can’t read what’s inside
Dealing out guesses
You’re wrong about her eyes
[Bridge]
I say "yours are blue"
Watch your grin come through (yeah)
Funny how a little lie
Cuts the deck in two
Gray girl
Ghost smile
Stacking truths in piles
You never learned my shade
You just loved your style
[Chorus]
You bet on eye colors
Like it proves you’re right
You say brown on my gray
Still convinced you’re my guide
You’re so sure you’re winning
Can’t read what’s inside
I call it
I fold it
You’re wrong about her eyes

Moody alt-pop with a smoky, small-room groove; soft electric piano and muted, shuffling drums under intimate female vocals. Verses stay close and conversational, bass pulsing gently; chorus widens with doubled hooks, airy pads, and subtle guitar swells. Final chorus adds delicate harmonies and a slight rhythmic lift for a bittersweet, earworm finish.