People make mistakes we find that everything breaks and it always is the same, gotta find someone to blame and these errors that we make (cause we're all human earthquakes) yeah, we made the hurricane, yet we're not the one's to blame?
we point the finger even though it's not polite we condemn the son of God (we're hoping two wrongs make a right) maybe it is them or, maybe it is me or, maybe it's maybeline
people make mistakes we took the apple from the snake and it always is the same: gotta find someone to blame our reputations were at stake, but the guilt we could not take America's gone done the drain the president's fault again?
we point the finger even though it's not polite we condemn the son of God (we're hoping two wrongs make a right) maybe it is them or, maybe it is me or, maybe it's maybeline
the truth is, excuses are lame accept consequence accept the blame we're all sinners we're all unclean maybe we're born with it or maybe it's maybeline