Try Me
Thirteen stops on the school run
Last in line for the throne
Mamma's putting out fires again
Seven's free to roam
The living room is a war zone
Second base is a drag
Kick a can through the wasteland now
Hear the echo back
And dad is over the limit
Since they let him go
He tries to set an example but
It's tell instead of show
Well they asked him why'd you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you'd been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
And keep a hold of your hand
Trying hard to be silent
Try to hold it in
The principal on my back again
Teach him some respect
There's a cabinet in the store room
Keys under the bed
Listening to the voices some
Things were never said
Well they asked me why'd you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you'd been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Commissioner in the spotlight
And ticker tape in the rain
The jury ruling was oversight
Guilty all the same
And offer words of condolence
Sending thoughts and prayers
Who'd have thought he was violent
Such a pretty stare
Well they asked me why'd you do it
Like they can't understand
When all I ever wanted
Was to try to be a man
But I can't be what you wanted
And I've done all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Now it's out of my hands
So try me
So try me
As a man
Last in line for the throne
Mamma's putting out fires again
Seven's free to roam
The living room is a war zone
Second base is a drag
Kick a can through the wasteland now
Hear the echo back
And dad is over the limit
Since they let him go
He tries to set an example but
It's tell instead of show
Well they asked him why'd you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you'd been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
And keep a hold of your hand
Trying hard to be silent
Try to hold it in
The principal on my back again
Teach him some respect
There's a cabinet in the store room
Keys under the bed
Listening to the voices some
Things were never said
Well they asked me why'd you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you'd been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Commissioner in the spotlight
And ticker tape in the rain
The jury ruling was oversight
Guilty all the same
And offer words of condolence
Sending thoughts and prayers
Who'd have thought he was violent
Such a pretty stare
Well they asked me why'd you do it
Like they can't understand
When all I ever wanted
Was to try to be a man
But I can't be what you wanted
And I've done all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Now it's out of my hands
So try me
So try me
As a man
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Writer(s): Merrick Winter
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