People make mistakes
    we find that everything breaks
    and it always is the same, gotta find someone to blame
    and these errors that we make (cause we're all human earthquakes)
    yeah, we made the hurricane, yet we're not the one's to blame?
    
    we point the finger even though it's not polite
    we condemn the son of God (we're hoping two wrongs make a right)
    maybe it is them
    or, maybe it is me
    or, maybe it's maybeline
    
    people make mistakes
    we took the apple from the snake
    and it always is the same:
    gotta find someone to blame
    our reputations were at stake, but the guilt we could not take
    America's gone done the drain
    the president's fault again?
    
    we point the finger even though it's not polite
    we condemn the son of God (we're hoping two wrongs make a right)
    maybe it is them
    or, maybe it is me
    or, maybe it's maybeline
    
    the truth is, excuses are lame
    accept consequence
    accept the blame
    we're all sinners
    we're all unclean
    maybe we're born with it
    or maybe it's maybeline