What makes a man
Someone to be just like their father
Grow up and love somebody's daughter
And make him proud
I don't understand
I tend to relate more to my mother
Everyone said when I was younger
That I'd come around
But I listened to the things they said
And I lost my way
Kind of believed I should be someone else
Not myself
Oh and nothing has changed
Maybe it's too late
Been holding back for way too long (been holding, been holding)
I made mistakes but I'm moving on (I'm moving on)
Oh, not gonna wait until I'm gone
What makes a man
Someone who never feels like crying
Someone who's not afraid to die
Or to be alone
But I cried myself to sleep for years
Was about to break
Kind of believed I should be someone else
Not myself
Oh and nothing has changed
Maybe it's too late
Been holding back for way too long (been holding, been holding)
I made mistakes but I'm moving on (I'm moving on)
Oh, not gonna wait until I'm gone
Until I'm gone (Not gonna wait, not gonna wait, not gonna wait)
Until I'm gone (Not gonna wait, not gonna wait, not gonna wait)
Until I'm gone (Not gonna wait, not gonna wait, not gonna wait)
Not gonna wait until I'm gone
What makes a man
Someone to be just like their father
Grow up and love somebody's daughter
And make him proud
