Letting Go

I might've spent six months lying on my living room floor

I might've been sick, then well, then sick some more

I might be prouder of me

Than I ever have been

I've been learning 'bout letting go

How to do it without my claws scratching the surfaces

I've been learning 'bout wasting time and closing some doors

Hoping to open more down the line

I knew from miles away that I would detonate

I tried some magic tricks to skip my fate

And then gave up the ball as a defender

The trick was simply to surrender

I've been learning 'bout letting go

How to do it without my claws scratching the surfaces

I've been learning 'bout wasting time and closing some doors

Hoping to open more down the line

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

It's okay, it's okay

Make mistakes, make mistakes

Make mistakes, make mistakes