Текст песни
You can keep the check 'cause mama handled it
Yeah, what's a dollar from a deadbeat counterfeit
Don't father figure it, you fucking narcissist
You ain't a part of it, suck it up 'cause life's a bitch
I hope hurts worst than the whiskey
Burning there on your lips
You're the reason that I killed my demons
You're the reason that I hold my own
Built a masterpiece with shattered pieces
And I went and did it on my own
Product of a piece of shit
But I ain't that kid that you let down
Built it back brick by brick
Yeah, that's what you get
When you leave a boy to be the man of the house
Man of the house
Had to grow up quick 'cause you never did
Ketel One or your son
Guess you made your pick
Hate that I have your blood
Hate that you're half of me
But I'm every bit of everything you'll never be
You're the reason that I killed my demons
You're the reason that I hold my own
Built a masterpiece with shattered pieces
And I went and did it on my own
Product of a piece of shit
But I ain't that kid that you let down
Built it back brick by brick
Yeah, that's what you get
When you leave a boy to be the man of the house
I hope hurts worst than the whiskey
Burning there on your lips
You're the reason that I killed my demons
You're the reason that I hold my own (hold my own)
Built a masterpiece with shattered pieces
And I went and did it on my own
Product of a piece of shit
But I ain't that kid that you let down
Built it back brick by brick
Yeah, that's what you get
When you leave a boy to be the man of the house
Man of the house
(Guitar, wow, a guitar, wow)