Lyrics

I said some things that I didn’t mean
Scratch that, I meant them but there was more in between
I’m Sorry that I wasn’t graceful
There’s broken glass in my shoes
I’m trying to dance without knowing
The steps or the notes or the cues

I’d rather jump in and clean up the mess
than win the game of who cares less
I’d rather try and lose the fight
than win the game of who has more pride

I said some things that I didn’t mean
Scratch that, I meant them but there was more in between
I’m far from perfect, but honest
I often choose fight over flight
One time I flew left me broken
and I wish that part would just die

I’d rather jump in and clean up the mess
than win the game of who cares less
I’d rather try and lose the fight
than win the game of who has more pride

I can’t believe I said that
I was trying to cross the divide
The ships that I sent out have all come back wrecks
But the refuge was always inside

I’d rather jump in and clean up the mess
than win the game of who cares less
I’d rather try and lose the fight
than win the game
I’d rather jump in and clean up the mess
than win the game of who cares less
I’d rather try and lose the fight
than win the game of who has more pride