When I get home at night I feel every single thing I dream alone at night A little something just for me I want to hold your hand And tell you who I ought to be Want to be your man You could come over just to sleep But I'm wrong My friends say I don't call enough To Stay in their good graces But I know we're all we've got left so I'll Put this record on 'til this Blows over I don't want to watch my friends Get Older I don't want to watch my childhood Smolder Guess I've got to be a Man now Man now Man now Man now Man I want to feel the pain Of everyone, I feel nothing I've got a fickle brain It hums and hisses by the minute I've got to help myself Facilitate my functioning I'm out of breath myself I don't know what's been happening I come home You tell me I don't think enough I cannot explain myself But I'll give it all I've got now so just Put this record on 'til this Blows over I don't want to watch my friends Get Older I don't want to watch my childhood Smolder Guess I've got to be a Man now Man now Man now Man now Man