Heavy lids hide your eyes, and that frown covers up your smile
All the tears that you cry, shadow your grace and your style
Tell me what kind of man, am I supposed to be
Singing what kind of song, that you’re gonna believe
I’d do it time and again, if what it means is
You’ll come running back to me
If you ask me to change, I’ll do my best to please you
But if it can’t be arranged, please walk a mile in my shoes
Tell me what kind of man, am I supposed to be
Singing what kind of song, that you’re gonna believe
I’d do it time and again, if what it means is
You’ll come running back to me
You think you’re so damn smart, think you know me so well
You say that I can’t change, think that I never fell?
Hand me some needle and thread for this hole in my heart
I will stitch up the seams where is was blown right apart
Tell me what kind of man, am I supposed to be
Singing what kind of song, that you’re gonna believe
I’d do it time and again, if what it means is
You’ll come running back to me
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