You're the type of guy Who has a Virgin Mary leanin' on his bed ♪ And you're the type of guy Who has a hundred double meanings in his head ♪ Affectations put you in your place The painting leaves you empty-eyed
And I'm that same type of guy ♪ You're the type of guy Who hangs on every word he stumbles for ♪ And you're the type of guy Who doesn't wanna talk about it anymore
Chain-smoking on the fire escape What can make you laugh can make you cry And I'm that same type of guy ♪ All I do is listen And forget what you were just about to say And then, just about the time I get the point It's finally time to hit the hay
Come on, father figure Don't leave me overshared or sleep-deprived They shaved my head and made me Stand with both my arms stretched open wide Your child-like and ignorant Or negligent, or both, I can't decide
And I'm that same type of guy I'm that same type of guy I'm that same type of guy Hmm-mm