The Mess I Made

A man walking with regret in his eyes
Not caring what goes by.
Well I never seen a sight so dreary 
A man so weary
And shattered in between love and hate.
Give me a reason to hate the wicked
When they deserve love.
Oh, give me a reason to look down
Without the eye of mercy.
And would you give me a reason to hate this man
When he has only made a mistake.
We are all human, sacrificing what we love 
For the things we want.
But I can say that with the weight of my sins
I won't get to fly
From the mess I made, oh
The mess I made.
A woman worries all alone
Wondering what she will do on her own.
Looking to the skies the tears stream down
Like the river she was in; destined to drown.
Scared out of her mind of what will happen next.
Give me a reason to hate the wicked 
When they deserve love.
Oh, give me a reason to look down
Without the eye of mercy.
And would you give me a reason to hate this woman
When she has only made a mistake.
We are all human, we sacrifice what we want
For those we care for.
But I can say that with the weight of my sins
I won't get to fly
From the mess I made, oh
The mess I made.
Now it's my turn to give a confession
The game is now in session.
I made my mistakes and could not find
What I needed because I was blind.
From all the hatred and anger I felt.
Should I give Him a reason to hate what I've done 
When I don't deserve love.
Oh, did I give Him a reason to look down
Without the eye of mercy.
Surely, surely I did give him plenty
My mistakes in numbers of many.
But with his life he sacrificed for love
To clean the messes we made, oh
The mess we had made.