[Verse 1:]
Well, you were gettin' these ideas up far in ya head
Ya didn't think about the consequences, nothing much was said
It was a lovely little page that you constructed in a week
Now you're makin' sketches and ya look like a freak
Well, I was lookin' at the pieces you decided to draw
I must admit I rather enjoy what they are
It's so obviously simple, and somehow endearing
Despite how grotesque one could say that they're seeming

Well, are you drawin' up smut? Who you drawin' this, for what?
Are your siblings and your relatives okay with these cuts?
It's a massive bit strange, but admittedly exciting
Your degeneracy shows, yet it's all too enticing
I have a question, it aches, and it screams
You are not not who I've known, but I must say that it seems
You are talented and gifted, but perhaps in the wrong way
It doesn't really matter, to me, that's okay

[Pre-Chorus:]
And I must admit, I have saved one or two
And I must admit, I am thankful to you
But as a person I've known for a long, long time, I must ask
What the hell does this mean?

[Chorus:]
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
I cannot answer to what I don't understand
[Verse 2:]
You hid the prints away deep in your desk drawers
Nobody will know what your psyche is holding
But I have seen them, and I do know
You should've thought twice before deciding to show
Their subtleties are excellent, the curves and the works
And the colors, and the shades, and the ways, and the words
It all comes together, the colors coalesce
Now pay back your buyers and sell them for less

'Cause this is nothin' but smut, this is nothin' nice, but
Your siblings and your relatives will never find out what
You have drawn, or what you have made
At least I would like to imagine it this way
But it doesn't matter now, I still need to ask
Why I never knew this side of you, and what does it mask?
Is there something deep down you have hidden inside?
If it's true, that's fine to me, it's alright

[Pre-Chorus:]
And I must admit, I have saved one or two
And I must admit, I am thankful to you
But as a person I've known for a long, long time, I must ask
What the hell does this mean?

[Chorus:]
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
What are you trying to tell me, my man?
I cannot answer to what I don't understand