(Original Key: Bm)
Am G
Understand; once he was a family man.
Fmaj7 Am
So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand.
Am G
Emulate, all the shit my mother hated.
Fmaj7 Am
I can't help but demonstrate my Freudi-an fate.
Am G
My alibi for ta-king your guy,
Fmaj7 Am
History re-peats itself; it fails to die.
Am G
And animal aggres-sion is my downfall.
Fmaj7 Am
I don't care 'bout what you got; I want it all.
Am G
It's bricked up in my head, and shoved under my bed.
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am G
My destructive side, has grown a mile wide,
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am E7#9
What is it 'bout men?
Am G
I'm nurturing, I just wanna do my thing.
Fmaj7 Am
And I'll take the wrong man as naturally as I sing.
Am G
And I'll save my tears, for uncover-ing my fears.
Fmaj7 Am
For be-havioural patterns that stick o-ver the years.
Am G
It's bricked up in my head, and shoved under my bed.
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am G
My destructive side, has grown a mile wide,
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am G
Ooh, it's bricked up in my head, and shoved under my bed.
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am G
My destructive side, has grown a mile wide,
Am G
And I question myself again; what is it 'bout men?
Am G/A
What is it 'bout men?
Am G, Fmaj7 Am
Am G Fmaj7 E7#9 G/A
