Lyrics:
Get up and play the fool,
The audience wont bring you down.
Thats right, you do what you do.
While no one else is around.
These people, are my people, watch how we roll
dont mess em up, theyre young, lifes only just begun
And for the record we were messed up, on our own
He takes the fakes and puts them in their place
And he swiftly moves along,
And hes known around
Hes passed his break of social season hearts
Yeah Ive spoke and yeah we get along
God, I can fall for a man who can sing about love and depression among other things
And a man he sings about romance
To Women he hardly knows
what good does it bring, this is the life he chose
I dont get happy people, why do they care?
They cant be happy all the time, theyre really just not there
And theyre all loved up on some drug and I
hope that its not love because I like em roughed up and not really there.
I like them roughed up, a little fucked up, if it can be arranged,
As high as a kite and is willing to fight as a man of his age.
God, I can fall for a man who can sing about love and depression among other things
And a man he signs about romance
To women he hardly knows
What good does it bring, this is the life that he chose
A man sings about romance
Woman he hardly knows,
What good can it bring, this is the life that he chose
I like em roughed up, a little fucked up, if it can be arranged,
As high as a kite and is willing to fight as a man of his age.
12 years ago
12 years ago
12 years ago
12 years ago