Can't bystand all the people Stand them on their own They will fall to pieces So we watch them grow Into strange and pretty faces I don't know Locked into my lipstick traces Watch them go And make mistake number three, yeah Make mistake number three Make mistake number three, yeah Make mistake number three It's strange how much it changes How they want to know How cynical are people That's where children go Dragged into a conversation They can't hold It's so sad But it prepares them for the mould Why is my love like an ocean run dry And why is my love such a struggle with life CODA Make mistake Mistakes you make