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 the chairs I wish I was a sunnuvabitch 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