Is he in my head Or am I in his body All the awful things he said How I deserved that at that party I'm sick of the man behind the mask I'm sick of the man who didn't ask I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man and his hands The man who'll never understand I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man And he wants you in submission Until he cries he needs you And we must break the tradition Burn the mold your told to fit into I'm sick of the man on the internet I'm sick of the man in my head I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man that gets away The man that haunts me every day I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man I'm sick of the man, I'm sick of the man