Go ahead. Throw your rocks at me. From your little glass house. And then take off running. You're no better than me. We've both made mistakes intentionally. And I won't do what you keep doing. Sit in judgment of a house I ruined. I don't claim to be proud. But my head wont be hung in shame. I didn't plan it. But the light turned red and I ran it. And I'm still standing. It's not what I wanted but now that it's right here. I understand it. A story written by my own hand. It's life biting right at your heels. I didn't plan it. But it's finally something to feel. Oh. Look around you. Ain't no saints here baby. We're all just looking for a little less crazy. And sometimes it's a hard left turn. Down a road you'd never thought you'd see. Don't you think dealing blame is a hazard. I'm not the only one whose dark side has her. I didn't plan it. Taking back what's been taken for granted. 'Cause I can't stand it. I'm sick of the way I've been waiting to break free. I needed saving. And a good mistake needed making. Maybe you need the same thing. I didn't plan it. Taking back what's been taken for granted. I'm sick of the way I've been waiting to break free. I didn't plan it. But it's finally something to feel. Something to feel