I know I’m not perfect,
I know I got issues.
I know that I’ve got a sorted past
And yes, some bad tattoos

I’m not a model. I’m not a saint
I’m sorry, but I’m just not sorry,
Cause I swear and cause I drink,

But maybe it’s about the time
To let all of the love back into the light
Maybe it’s about the perfect place
To let go and Forget about the hate
Love into the light

I know we’re all different
Baby that’s life
But of all of these differences
They make me feel alive

And I’ve got this question, yeah
Been burning through my head
Can’t we all get over ourselves
And just stop talking ****

Maybe it’s about the time
To let all of the love back into the light
Maybe it’s about the perfect place
To let go and forget about the hate
Love into the light.