Walk a Mile

go on & sip your glass of red wine
as you sit so cocky & bold & stare at my life

i’m the kind whose gloves are on
hands up & ready to takeout someone
i do what i gotta to hold my own
but make no mistake i’m not made of stone

you must walk a mile in my shoes
before you judge me like you do
i fell from grace but rose again
hey mister self-righteous

another glass, another question, indiscretion
i’m holding back from letting the punches fly

i’m the kind who has no shame
people move sideways when they see me coming
& the faster i’m walking, the faster they run
but make no mistake my skin is not numb

you must walk a mile in my shoes
before you judge me like you do
i fell from grace but rose again
hey mister self-righteous

baby don’t count on me, baby don’t call for me
do what i want, i’ll come when i’m ready
don’t open doors for me, don’t step aside for me
got my own change, i’ll pay my own way

you must walk a mile in my shoes
before you judge me like you do
i fell from grace but rose again
hey mister self-righteous

won’t forget who i am, regret where i’ve been
won’t say i’m sorry if you don’t understand
mister self-righteous, walk a mile