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