Norman ****ing Rockwell

Godd**n man-child
You f**ked 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 s**t 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
'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
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
Blue blue blue
Godd**n 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
But I don't get bored I just see you through
Why wait for the best when I could have you you
'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
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
Blue blue
You make me blue
Blue blue
Blue blue blue
Blue blue blue