Lyrics that hit lately

Goddamn, man-child
You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two
Self-loathing poet, resident Laurel Canyon know-it-all
You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you
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You’re fun and you’re wild
But you don’t know the half of the shit that you put me through
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’Cause you’re just a man
It’s just what you do
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue

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I might have been born again
I’m ready to feel like I don’t have the answers
There’s peace in the madness over our heads
Let it carry me u-u-u-u-up

I made you God ’cause it was all
That I knew how to do
But I don’t belong to anyone (ooh)

Oh, space dude in your space suit

And yes, now I’m here with you and I
Would like to think that you would stick around

Everythin’ could be gone tomorrow
So get your money, fuck ’em all

Summertime and the living’s easy