Mistakes happen
One's good and One's bad
Sometimes you won't know how to fix them
They rip and tear until all that's left is memories
And beyond repair so much that you can't even be fond of it

When they happen
You feel all down
The friendships seem to start to crumble
You watch it one by one
All fall apart
Until all that's left is a knife, so sharp

Mr Mistake will grab the knife, and slice you up
Once it's finished you'll be covered in scars
Scars on your arms, scars on your neck
Scars all over and even in your chest
These scars will last forever even if no one can see them

Mr Mistake is ruthless you know
Sometimes I feel like it's pulling me further and further down
It grabs me and scratches at my ankles
And when it's done I'm 6 feet under

Mr Mistake doesn't care
He doesn't care if you can't breath
He does stop to let you weep
He does everything indiscriminately
And he'll make you feel like you're trapped

But Mr Mistake is one who does have flaws
You can pick up what's been torn
When done right you can fix what's broken
Even when tape and glue has fallen

Just remember that when Mr Mistake comes, not to panic
But realise he's here and try to fix it
Mr Mistake will go away with time
But can come back when you think you're fine

Mr Mistake doesn't care for how you feel
But will always stop if you make him yield
He can always be beaten and put in his place
If only you have the determination to stand up and finish the race