I’m a sight
Don’t listen to me, I’m never right
Trying to talk my way out of a fight
Trying to survive throughout the night

I’m a mess
Keep my words short, that would be best
Never thought much but now I guess
There are times to elate and to depress

Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
Don’t you beat me.
Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
I can’t

I’m a state
Bad tempered, no manners, plain irate
Never stand and fight, always escape
There are things you need to leave down to fate

I am blessed
Tall stories come and go I guess
Madness in the east I’m heading west
The fight that puts your faith to the test

Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
Don’t you beat me
Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
I can’t

We were dumb
- Not out fault -
Coldheartedly separated by the only words that we were taught
We were bruised
- Damaged goods -
Faulty from the factory; broken hearted, misunderstood

Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
Don’t you beat me
Don’t you beat yourself up
I won’t beat myself up
I can’t