I’m afraid of dying
I’m scared of panthenol
But give two beers on any Friday night
And I’ll risk it all
Too afraid to open up
Let her see who I am
‘Cause if I was an honest man
I’d tell her run away
As quick as she can
Maybe I’m like my father
The one I’ll never meet
And it’s not my fault ’cause we don’t decide
Who we grow up to be
On Fridays I’m ****** up
Mondays say I’m going clean
Stepped on these drugs that keep killin’ all my friends
Like it can’t happen to me
Mom’s been married four times
Maybe that’s why I’m no good in love
Tried it before but they always leave
Just as quick as they come
Oh Christina’s happy
She got married, had kids
And Bridgette I still hate one day
I won’t feel that way
‘Cause time at less you forgive
Maybe I’m like my father
When it gets hard I run
And it’s all my fault
‘Cause I’ll deal with trauma
‘Til the damage is done
On Fridays I’m ****** up
Mondays say I’m going clean
Stepped on these drugs that keep killin’ all my friends
Like it can’t happen to me
But I won’t let it happen to me
I don’t know my father
Still paid for his sins
Never been a perfect man
But I’ll be damned
If I end up like him
I don’t know my father
I’ll be a good one someday
To all my mistakes
I’m still the boy
The boy Charlotte raised
