[Verse 1] It takes a certain kind of man It takes a troubled disposition to forget where everything began While I make amends and get real honest You make it up and fake it on us with an attitude in hand You weren't so shallow then But again I can recall Your straight and narrow stepping stones [Pre-Chorus] Your excused to piss and moan Left no cause for alarm No one twisting your arm Lying like a politician You're personifying something Just a figure in your mind An imposter An obvious disaster left behind [Chorus] Well I've got some good suggestions For your newfound self-obsession It comes with good instructions For successful self destruction [Verse 2] It takes a certain kind of man It takes a sour disposition to regret where everything began I made amends and got real honest While you made it up and faked it on us With some apathy in hand You were so able from what I could recall But I guess you said it all: You were never really good at much Never really much good at all