Goddamn, man-child
You fucked me so good that I almost said: I love you
You're fun, and you're wild
But you don’t know the half of the shit that you put me through
Your poetry's bad, and you blame the news
But I can't change that, and I can't change your mood
Ah-ah
'Cause you're just a man
It's just what you do
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
Yeah, you're just a man
All through and through
