I wrote this after my ex and I split up, and I was reentering the dating world. Sometimes the hardest thing in life, is determining what it is that you want. Thankfully, after exploring my emotions and feelings in this song, I was able to navigate myself into a healthier relationship. I recorded this in 2013. Lyrics: Oh Woody oh Woody, I’m just like you Woody, oh Woody, who would have knew, Oh Woody oh Woody, I’m just like you Woody, oh Woody, who would have knew, You must be crazy to want me, because I know I’m crazy about you People have said some ugly things about me but most of it isn’t true, Half of the rumors I started myself as some kind of defense mechanism I knew our paths would always cross but never knew it’d would be a collision That last line was cute, but it wasn’t directed to any girl in particular Hopefully my subconscious knows more than I do my extra curricular, Activities, have been different strategies, on how to reintroduce, Myself back as a lover to the world, there so many I would like to seduce, My social awkwardness doesn’t stem from some kind of incompetence I just don’t know how these stupid people have so much confidence When my ex text, sometimes it feels like a hex other times a sign of hope, But more objectively, I would say were just here to help each other cope, I’m just not the kind of man, that she can command, as a back up plan , I don’t think she understands, or is taking that stance, but the demands, That she has found from her recent success might lead her to regress Back into a place that is safe, and that is not exactly happiness, Oh Woody oh Woody, I’m just like you Woody, oh Woody, who would have knew, A midnight in paris, or an afternoon in Manhattan, I’m just glad it happened, if that Blue Jasmine, Scent should fade away like some opening credits, Better to have love and lost, it was never regretted, The neurosis of sex and love, destiny and free will Spiraled together mixed with emotions and thrills My only molestation allegations are the ones to your ears, Do my self analytic hypocritical lyrics leave you in tears, I know, I’m a far cry from those other guys, I’m borderline weird, I got a confession when I’m emotional, I still listen to atmosphere My glasses are crooked, when I was a young man I broke my nose, I should have booked it, or just never messed around with that ho, Her cousin gang banged, and he had some kind of incestial crush on her, Cause he busted me up, and told me I should have never touched her, There was some danger to that love, I tend to find that exciting It’s like the healthy relationships just never seemed as inviting Over the years I hope I have matured enough to change directions But when I reside to my fantasies there full of polyamorous affections, My Vicki Christina Barcelona Persona I’m Juan Antonio Romeo in my own drama Love is only romantic when it isn’t perfect Passion or stability which way do you work it

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