Everything but the sad

I wanna start this out and say I gotta get it off my chest Got no anger, got no malice Just a little bit of regret Know nobody else will tell you

So there's some things I gotta say Gonna jot it down and then get it out And then I'll be on my way

No, you're not half the man you think that you are And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, drugs and cars I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you 'Cause you can't love nothin' unless there's somethin' in it for you

I'm just glad I made it out without breakin' down And then ran so fuckin' far That you would never ever touch me again Won't see your alligator tears 'Cause, no, I've had enough of them

But you're not half the man you think that you are.