Courting - Not Yr Man Lyrics

It all looks like concrete to me
These friendly faces look like faces out of magazines
And it's not about the resolution because it's all in the way you're dressed
But we're stressed

I adore back to back fighting
Masquerading, gaslighting

So maybe it's better with our heads in the sand
What hairstyle can I get that's gonna make me man?

I wanna hunt my meals
I wanna say my peace
Six Tesco bags at once
And one between the teeth
I wanna grow some balls
And kick some with my feet
Watch me watch some sports
Please make a man out of me

But all this means nothing to me
All this means nothing to me
Let me be your northern rail
I wanna let you down

I adore back to back fighting
Masquerading, gaslighting

I'm not your man