Sick of all the questions that I get from you
But I can't simply go, that would be a bit too rude, yeah
So I must say something, was stuck as to just what
Until the light bulb fin'lly rung true

You're focused on your frame instead of the words I say
So that when I say "Those red shoes? Great on you"
You will have zero clue that the compliment ain't true
You'll miss the stressing like a fool: "Great on YOU"

May not seem nice but I could be coarser
Could say you look like shite, that's beyond the border, yeah
Rather be sly, only be mean between the lines, see
Backhand all of my throws, since you're no absorber

Attention isn't paid to the tone of what I say
Taking my words at face value: "GREAT on you"
Sneaking some harsher truths, laughing since you have no clue
Where my real stressing lies, you fool: "Great on YOU"

You want my honest take? Ev'rything you wear looks great
I'm never gonna change that view, déjà vu (whoo!)
So this is something new (something new), making sure that your own view
Isn't so damn obscured, you're fooled: "Great on YOU" (great on, great on, great on YOU)
Just snap you out the haze (snap you out the haze) that you get stuck in these days (only on clothes shopping days)
I hope you work the trick out soon: "Great on YOU" (great on, great on, great on YOU)
"Great on YOU"