Lyrics Made Me This Way - Charlie Farley, Ryan Miller

Made Me This Way

I got some rough edges
No I ain’t no saint
(No I ain’t no saint)
I’ve done things I know I shouldn’t
And I took all the blame
(And I took all the blame)
But it’s been a long time
Since I made the same mistakes
(The same mistakes)
I’m living with those lessons learned
Of what made me this way
Just a young lad with a vodka
And a half a bottle of pills
I was always popping them up and downers
I was in love with them hills (hills)
I guess the best I could
Didn’t know right from left yet did good
I was more impressed with being the redneck
With the wild woman in the truck bed (cha-ching)
Having sex and then after sex
My buddy takes her next
We acted as if we didn’t have respect
For anyone, that’s big facts
But to get it you gotta give it
I had to live it to spit it
So I spent them late nights spinning
Higher than a New York pidgeon (prrr)
Never checked in, momma asking
«Where you been?"I been with friends
What she didn’t know woulda crushed her soul
'Cause I was on a two-week binge (sorry momma)
While she was nightly praying
For the Lord to forgive me for my sins
No we live states apart, I stare in the dark
Thinking about back then (yeah)
I got some rough edges
No I ain’t no saint
(No I ain’t no saint)
I’ve done things I know I shouldn’t
And I took all the blame
(And I took all the blame)
But it’s been a long time
Since I made the same mistakes
(The same mistakes)
I’m living with those lessons learned
Of what made me this way
Well I did a little growing up
Started showing up to work on time (time)
But punching that timeclock
Got old quick and I quit (peace)
Then I met a chick and it
Started getting serious (it did)
She came home one day
And said that she was pregnant with my kid (that's right)
So I did what everyone here did
I bought a ring and started talking marriage
But it wasn’t horses in a carriage (nah)
It was screaming, cussing, and yelling
Had I known then what I do now
Had I know that kids having kids seldom work out
But I didn’t so I just bounced
Every chance I’d get I was staying lit
Riding in that Tahoe
With a bottle and some so-called «friends»
While my wife was at home crying, no lying
I was dumb as shit
And the sad thing is I’d done this
For a long time before she left
Now I live with the regrets (yeah)
I got some rough edges
No I ain’t no saint
(No I ain’t no saint)
I’ve done things I know I shouldn’t
And I took all the blame
(And I took all the blame)
But it’s been a long time
Since I made the same mistakes
(The same mistakes)
I’m living with those lessons learned
Of what made me this way