A Mistake

I'm gonna make a mistake I'm gonna do it on purpose I'm gonna waste my time Cuz I' full as a tick And I' scratching at the surface And what I find is mine And when the day is done, and I look back And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around All the advice I shunned, and I ran Where they told me not to run, but I sure Had fun, so I'm gonna fuck it up again I'm gonna do another detour Unpave my path And if you wanna make sense Whatcha looking at me for I'm no good at math And when I find my way back, The fact is I just may stay, or I may not I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake I wanna mistake why can't I make a mistake I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why Do I wanna do right, of course but Do I really wanna feel I'm forced to Answer you, hell no I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake, I wanna Make a mistake, why can't I make a mistake I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why