Why does it take hitting bottom To finally see where you've been? You can blame every road that you followed But you're still the one walking it I've burned a few bridges behind me Said things I can't take back Funny how you learn who you really are When you're staring down the aftermath We don't learn much When everything goes right It's the wrong damn turns That show us what's inside We learn who we are when we fuck up When the good plans all go bad When there's dirt on the carpet And a hole where the picture once sat When you're picking up pieces Of something you swore wouldn't break Yeah, you learn who you are when you fuck up By what you do after the mistake I've been too proud to say I'm sorry Too damn stubborn to admit I was wrong I've held onto things that were killing me Just to prove I could hold on I've watched good intentions turn ugly Watched anger get the best of me But the mirror gets a little more honest Every time you don't like what you see You can run from the wreckage You can cover your tracks Or stand in the middle And admit you did that We learn who we are when we fuck up When the good plans all go bad When there's dirt on the carpet And a hole where the picture once sat When you're picking up pieces Of something you swore wouldn't break Yeah, you learn who you are when you fuck up By what you do after the mistake Maybe growing ain't pretty Maybe wisdom leaves scars Maybe nobody finds themselves Without getting a little lost Maybe strength ain't never falling Maybe pride ain't standing tall Maybe it's looking at the mess you made And saying— "Yeah, that was me. Now what?" I've lied to myself I've wasted good days I've hurt people I love Trying to get my own way I've chased what didn't matter Let what mattered slip away But I wouldn't know the man I was If I hadn't changed So here's to the bad calls The nights we regret The doors that we slammed And the words we can't forget They don't have to define us But they leave us a choice You can bury what happened Or finally find your voice We learn who we are when we fuck up When there's nowhere left to hide When the story we've been telling ourselves Doesn't match the truth inside When you're down there picking up pieces With nobody else left to blame Yeah, you learn who you are when you fuck up And decide who you'll be when you change We learn who we are when we fuck up Not because falling makes us strong But because sooner or later You've gotta decide what you'll do when you're wrong There's still dirt on the carpet There's still dents in the walls I don't know if I've figured out much... But I know myself A little better Because of it all.
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