Understand, once
he was a family man
So surely I would never,
ever go through
it firsthand
Emulate all the s***
my mother hates
I can't help but
demonstrate my
Freudian fate
My alibi for
taking your guy
History repeats itself,
it fails to die
And animal aggression
is my downfall
I don't care about what
you got, I want it all
It's bricked up in my
head, it's shoved
under my bed
And I question
myself again, "What
is it 'bout men?"
My destructive side
has grown a mile wide
And I question myself
again, "What is it
'bout men?
What is it 'bout men?"
I'm nurturing,
I just wanna
do my thing
And I'll take the
wrong man as
naturally as I sing
And I'll save my
tears for uncovering
my fears
Our behavioural
patterns that stick
over the years
'Cause it's bricked
up in my head, it's
shoved under my bed
And I question myself
again, "What is it
'bout men?"
Now my destructive
side has grown a
mile wide
And I question
myself again, "What
is it 'bout men?"
Ooh, it's bricked up
in my head and it's
shoved under my bed
And I question
myself again,
"What is it 'bout men?"
My destructive side
has grown a mile wide
And I question myself
again "What is it
'bout men?
What is it 'bout men?"