Rewrite the Missteps

I'd wake up early,

pay the rent on time

I wouldn't write off every single warning sign

I'd hold my tongue before the kitchen walls fell down

And keep my feet right on the solid ground

I'd take the train out to the coast to see my dad

Keep all the promises I ever said I had

I wouldn't spend a decade building up a wall

Just to stand on top and wait to fall

Yeah, I'd do it differently (hmmmmm) I'd probably fuck it up differently

too

Maybe that's the only thing that's true

There's no clean slate waiting for me and you

We chase a ghost of a perfect life

Cutting through the dark with a rusted knife

But every detour, every broken frame

Is just another way

to learn the game

Yeah, I'd do it differently (hahaha)

And I'd fuck it up differently too