The Man I Used To Be

I know that man

He looked a lot like me

Same crooked smile

Same stubborn way of leaving

He thought being strong

Meant never saying sorry

Thought every goodbye

Was somebody else’s fault

I ain’t ashamed

Of the man I used to be

He got me here

Even when he got it wrong

I wouldn’t shake his hand today

But I won’t erase his name

He carried me this far

And that’s worth something

He broke some good hearts

He trusted some bad people

He stayed too long

Then left before he should’ve

He thought the whole world

Was waiting on his answer

Didn’t know how much

He still had left to learn

I ain’t ashamed

Of the man I used to be

He got me here

Even when he got it wrong

I wouldn’t shake his hand today

But I won’t erase his name

He carried me this far

And that’s worth something

If I meet him someday

I’ll probably tell him:

“You should’ve listened more.”

(ahhhh) Then I’d buy him a drink.