The Man Sings About Romance

Gets up and plays the fool,
The audience don't bring him down, down, down.
That's right, you do what you do,
While no one else is around.
These people are my people,
Watch how we roll.
Don't mess 'em up, they're young,
Life's 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 he's known around these parts
As a breaker of social scenes and hearts.
And yeah, I've spoke,
And yeah, we get along.
God, I could fall for a man that can sing about
Love and depression, among other things.
And a man who sings about romance
To a woman he hardly knows.
What good does it bring?
This is the woman he chose.
I don't get happy people,
Why do they care?
They can't be happy all the time,
And they're really just not there.
And they're all loved up on some drug,
And I hope that it's not love,
Because I like them messed up and not really there.
And I like them them roughed up,
A little bit fucked up,
If it can be arranged.
As high as a kite
And as willing to fight as a man of his age.
God, I could fall for a man that can sing about
Love and depression among other things.
And the man sings about romance
To a woman he hardly knows.
And what good does it bring?
This is the life that he chose.
The man sings about romance
To a woman he hardly knows.
What good can it bring?
This is the life that he chose.
These people are my people,
Watch how we roll.
Don't mess 'em up, they're young,
Life's 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 he's known around these parts
As a breaker of social scenes and hearts.
And yeah, I've spoke,
And yeah, we get along.
God, I could fall for a man that can sing about
Love and depression, among other things.
And a man who sings about romance
To a woman he hardly knows.
What good does it bring?
This is the life that he chose.