I'm gonna make a mistake

I'm gonna do it on purpose

I'm gonna waste my time

'cause I'm full as a tick

And I'm scratching at the surface

And what I find is mine

And when the day is done, and I look back

And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around

All the advice I shunned, and I ran

Where they told me not to run, but I sure

Had fun, so

I'm gonna fuck it up again

I'm gonna do another detour

Unpave my path

And if you wanna make sense

What you looking at me for

I'm no good at math

And when I find my way back,

The fact is I just may stay, or I may not

I've acquired quite a taste

For a well-made mistake

I wanna mistake why can't I make a mistake?

I'm always doing what I think I should

Almost always doing everybody good

Why

Do I wanna do right, of course but

Do I really wanna feel I'm forced to

Answer you, hell no

I've acquired quite a taste

For a well-made mistake, I wanna

Make a mistake, why can't I make a mistake

I'm always doing what I think I should

Almost always doing everybody good

Why