When I met you I was tired and drained
Festival still in my system
I couldn't even hear your name
Didn't need to

I didn't know that you had been with him
And that he was still tripping
Makes sense that he's still tripping
Oh I'd be tripping too

It's a drag doing the right thing
But I'm too old to do the wrong thing
I can't claim ignorance
Like some son of a man

I wanted you maybe you wanted me
Sometimes it's hard for me to believe
I've got issues with how I'm seen
You wouldn't understand

I suppose they'll be another one
You'll forget me; it's easily done
I'll slip through your hands
Like some son of a man

I'm sure I would've blown it anyway
Or gotten restless when the seasons changed
It's a pattern for me these days
My weird love
On back to the beginning
So many goddamn beginnings
Reborn into the wasteland
Like some son of a man