Roses on my window
I’ll give them back to you
Their wilted innuendos
Only remind me of you

And you’re so far away
So listen what I have to say
I think you’re afraid
Of love and every day

I’ve never met a man
Who deserves what I write on this page
Send me a prophet
Lord, not just another phase

Cuz I need to stop this
I’m a lovely Ladyland
Cuz the truth is I’m a man

Oh, I’m a mess
I’m a fool
I’m a little bit cruel
I’m a liar
And I’m a cheat
And a little bit weak

Well, I’m so distorted
About what I want to be
Can you dear boy
Show me the streets?

I’m thinking of buying a gun
Just so I have one
What kind of logic is that?
My breathe so long so fast

And what do you think about that?
I used to be so beautiful
Now I hustle and bustle for nothing, baby
I want to be a mother, not someone’s brother

I need to stop this
I’m a lovely Ladyland
Cuz the truth is I’m a man
Oh, I’m a mess
I’m a fool
I’m a little bit cruel
I’m a liar
And I’m a cheat
And a little bit weak

I’m a mess
I’m a fool
I’m a little bit cruel
I’m a liar
And I’m a cheat
And a little bit weak

I’m a mess
I’m a fool
I’m a little bit cruel
I’m a liar
And I’m a cheat
And a little bit weak

Do you understand?
I am not your man
Well, do you understand?
That I am not your man