This human race must've been fixed Man is a myth Written by men Man is a monster Under your bed Man is a germ Festered since birth Man is a virus Set on this Earth This human race needs to be fixed Man was a god Then God was dead Man is a migraine Swelling his head Man is a concept I strain to accept Man is a woman At his best This human race must've been fixed What's killing you, it kills me too This life can feel like a sham Man is a scourge Man is a curse Still, I'm doing all I can I'm the man I'm the man I never wanted to be I never wanted anything These roles were thrust upon us We had to go and ruin everything Tell me we're worth something Tell me it's not all out of spite The world is turning over I worry we'll end up on the wrong side What's killing you, it kills me too This life can feel like a sham We are the scourge We are the curse I'm sorry for what I am I'm the man I'm the man