Matt LeMay - A Portrait of the Man lyrics
rate meDon’t stop
I’ve already waited longer than anyone should
I started as soon as I could
So let’s make it up...
But I’m fine, I get by without anyone’s help
I get up, I get out, I get over myself
Alright, so maybe I’m not quite the man I thought
Entitled or not....
It's the same damned thing every time I try
It’s the same damned thing every time I try not to get fucked...
... or to get fucked!
... or get fucked up
Like I wanted that stuff...
Oh, to be young!
And aware of each slight and each stare
When each one of us bears the full cost of being apart from the pack
Are you scared to look back and say,
"I didn't know we were still growing up!"
So come out, all you lonely young men
And speak up before it’s your turn!
The odds are you’re gonna get burned, but you’ll shake it off!
And you’ll see you’re no better than anyone else
I gave in, I gave out, I gave up on myself
... and I’d give up anyone else just to get along
When everything sounds wrong
It's the same damned thing every time I try
It’s the same damned thing every time I try to forget...
... to forget what I can’t spit up!
As if it was that tough...
Oh, to be young!
And to care if it's right, if it's fair
Every one of us wears a heart like a badge on our breast
So we fake, till we find a mistake and shut up
"These are the best things that I've ever known
... and it's never enough!"
