My Redemption Song

I got caught skipping stones when I was nine years old
I mistook a river for a highway full of cars
That same year I called some kid a fucker to his face
And the whole fifth grade heard it
In middle school I met kids who were cooler than me
I told them my name was Emma cause I didn’t wanna be Emily anymore
Well I’m so sick of beating myself bloody for not being perfect
I think I’ll write my own redemption song
In high school I stole a denim skirt from an upscale boutique
I also stole some earrings once when I was twenty-three
I cheated on a boyfriend with a boyfriend from the past
Who later asked me to lie on his behalf, and I did
I owe Verizon wireless a whole lot of money
And I quit smoking cigarettes years ago, that’s what my parents think
Sometimes I eat chocolate first thing in the morning
And then I take my sad self back to bed
Well I’m so sick of beating myself bloody for not being perfect
I think I’ll write my own redemption song
Yeah I’m so sick of beating myself bloody for not being perfect
I think I’ll write my own redemption song