Runs in the Family

I'd like to be the man who runs amok in broad daylight

Whose vested interest is met with the biggest bite

I'd like to be the man who doesn't run from the fight

I'd like to be the man who cannot keep it in his pants

So comfortable in his skin you can't help but be entranced

I'd like to be the man, oh, but I think the chance has passed

'Cause I know I'm not your first, don't even know if I'm your last

I'd like to be the man who leaves no tip and doesn't care

Who unapologetically leaves chewing gum under chairs

I wish I was a son of a bitch who didn't give a shit

Who was busy kicking ass, not busy being hit

You're a hard lesson to learn, aren't you?

You're a cause for concern

Poor boy, you're not who you're born to be

It runs in the family, the family, the family

Poor boy, conflicted so constantly

It runs in the family, the family, the family

I'd like to be the one who gets to stick it in reverse

Does what the hell he wants and doesn't care who's left off worse

I would like to be the man who cannot keep it in his pants

Scared I'll do things different if I ever got the chance

You're a hard lesson to learn

Poor boy, you're not who you're born to be

It runs in the family, the family, the family

Poor boy, conflicted so constantly

It runs in the family, the family, the family

It runs in the family, the family, the family

You're not who you're born to be, you're born to be, you're born to be

You're not who you're born to be, you're born to be, you're born to be

Poor boy, you're not who you're born to be

It runs in the family, the family, the family