[Verse 1] Look at the names that I crossed off the list Doors I shut, and the hands that I missed Still brought soup when the old man got ill Still held my nerve when the room went still Two sides of the book, both written in ink One says I helped, one says stop and think If I weigh every deed till the scales hit the floor Can I call myself good, or just ask for more? [Chorus] Tell me, can I be good with the bad in my past? Can I own what I broke and still learn how to last? I won’t scrub out the marks, I won’t dress up the truth I’ll be judged by the choices I make from this booth [Verse 2] I said the wrong thing when my temper ran hot Kept quiet too long when I should’ve spoke up But I went back around, put the truth on the table Said, “I did you wrong,” when I was finally able No halo to claim, no clean slate to show Just a heart that can bend and a will that can grow If I face what I’ve done, then repair what I can Is that enough to say I’m a decent man? [Chorus] Tell me, can I be good with the bad in my past? Can I own what I broke and still learn how to last? I won’t scrub out the marks, I won’t dress up the truth I’ll be judged by the choices I make from this booth [Bridge] Maybe good isn’t spotless, maybe it’s care A call that you make, a weight that you share Not the story you tell when you’re saving your pride But the work you still do when there’s nowhere to hide [Outro] I can’t change the page that I wrote yesterday But tomorrow’s a choice, and I’m making it straight
