Well you never liked them much But I broke out these old boots again Gonna jump in that old truck Head down to the bar and hang out with an old friend Been a while since I fired up a cigarette And got drunk on some draft beer Well where I’m going tonight There’s a good chance you won’t want me back here I tried to be what you were looking for But I can’t do that anymore I'm better at being at who I am Better at letting my rebel run Ain't nothing about me worth a damn If I can’t be my old man’s son Your world and mine are worlds apart This 'square peg, round hole' thing's too hard Being something that ain't never had a chance I’m better at being who I am I wasn’t ever gonna change I don’t know who in the hell I thought I was kiddin’ For a little while there it seemed like the s** would make it all alright but it didn’t This ain’t my side of the tracks I got good at forgetting that I’m better at being who I am Better at letting my rebel run Ain’t nothing about me worth a damn If I can’t be my old man’s son Your world and mine are worlds apart This 'square peg, round hole' thing's too hard Being something I ain’t never had a chance I’m better at being back on my side of town Back down to earth A blue jean boy and a flannel shirt I’m just not what you deserve For what it’s worth, for what it’s worth I'm better at being at who I am Better at being where I'm from Ain't nothing about me worth a damn If I can’t be my old man’s son Your world and mine are worlds apart This 'square peg, round hole' thing's too hard Being something I ain't never had a chance I’m better at being who I am