What's the matter with my mind?
Well it's probably the fact that I don't use it sometimes
Cause I've been making moves in the dark with my blindfold on
When they turn back on the lights I feel so wrong
It hasn't always been this way
Matter fact it used to be that
Women always seemed to make me nervous
Now I'm too full of myself for my own damn good,
So this blow to my ego I deserved it…
just hear me out
If I could go back
I probably would
I would take the bad and turn it into the good
Cause no one's perfect
And that includes you
It's still no excuse for
The dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
What's the matter with my car?
Maybe it's the fact that I can't drive it anywhere without thinking about you
Every time my cell phone rings there's a feeling inside
Hoping your name shows up on the caller ID, but it's never you.
You got me thinking, Maybe I'm being too hard on myself
I'm really feeling bad about the circumstance
And if I had a time machine I'd key in 2003 and do it all again
Oh what a regret this is
If I could go back
I probably would
I would take the bad and turn it into the good
Cause no one's perfect
And that includes you
It's still no excuse for
The dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Well it's dark in the hole and its
Rough on the grain
Just when I thought the sun began to shine
Here comes the rain.
If I could go back
I probably would
I would take the bad and turn it into the good
Cause no one's perfect
And that includes you
It's still no excuse for
The dirt that I do
If I could go back
I probably would
I would take the bad and turn it into the good
Cause no one's perfect
And that includes you
It's still no excuse for
The dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do
Dirt that I do