Why Must a Man Change? - Deep Sea Diver

You’v got all these hats

You’v been trying to wear

And there’s one for every stride

You’v been taking in fear

And you whisper to yourself,"why must a man change his ways?"

The friends that you keep well

They practical drink from your hand

And they’re blaring their trumpets behind you

Like some marching band

And the bed that you have made leaves sleep no room for me

Won’t you lay down your crowns for me?

And you whisper to yourself,"why must a man change his ways?"

When you heed no direction

Like some cold and obstinate child

I swear you used to be my protection

That I’d stand beside

And you whisper to yourself,"why must a man change his ways?"