some dim-witted attempt
at being sly
pretending not to have any feelings
never let them see you cry
unless of course that helps you score
it’s all about the image
it’s all about the life style
it’s all about getting the women
you’re just a simple man
nothing more
trying hard not to get attached
avoiding the noose
leaving all the strings
dangling loose
keep them coming back for more
for your personal use
but the facade fades at its edges
it’s frayed
you’ve got fear in those eyes
big and wide
and as much as you try to be stone cold
you just can’t stop feeling
you repeat the phrases over again
convincing yourself you’re no good
saying you’re a bad man
yet the only thing that shows through
that is true
is the total fear you have of what’s in you
yes it hurts
yes it can be bad
but no life is worth anything
if you’re lonesome risking heartache
makes everything exciting
but you’re not grown up enough
I guess
still go off and play
those stupid lonely man games
and I ask you seriously
does fucking all those different women
make you a man
does it make you happy
deep in your soul
yes I know
it’s all about the image
it’s all about the life style
it’s all about getting the women
but is that all you want to be
just some stupid jerk all alone
feeling like dirt
cutting notches in your guitar
counting up the one night stands
well what did I expect
you’re just another
typical male
just another hard on
looking to get laid
you’re a man
what else is there to say
but
it’s all about the image
it’s all about the life style
it’s all about getting the women