I am not perfect indeed I have my share of misdeeds It is not what I'm proud to say There are lots of wrong turns on my way
I wish I could go back in time Erase all the mistakes of mine For sometimes I can’t sleep all night long Thinking of all the things I’ve done wrong
There’s no doubt When we do what we just shouldn’t do Then we get what we don’t want to get It’s as simple as that But I can’t understand Why we do what we never should do
It seems we don’t learn from mistakes We fall for the very same traps It is not what I'm proud to say There'll be lots of wrong turns on my way