C Gm F Goddamn, man-child C Gm F You fucked me so good that I almost said, "I love you" C Gm F You're fun and you're wild C Gm F But you don't know the half of the shit that you put me through Am C/G F Your poetry's bad and you blame the news Am C/G F But I can't change that, and I can't change your mood Chorus: C A# Am 'Cause you're just a man, it's just what you do A# Your head in your hands as you color me blue C A# Am Yeah, you're just a man, all through and through A# Your head in your hands as you color me blue C A# Am A# Blue, blue, blue Goddamn, man-child You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two Self-loathing poet, resident Laurel Canyon know-it-all You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you But I don't get bored, I just see it through Why wait for the best when I could have you? You? Chorus: C A# Am 'Cause you're just a man, it's just what you do A# Your head in your hands as you color me blue C A# Am Yeah, you're just a man, all through and through A# Your head in your hands as you color me blue C A# Am Blue, blue A# C A# Am You make me blue, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh A# C Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh A# Am A# Blue, blue, blue | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm A# C F G Gm |