Verse 1
Mama raised me Sunday‑school sweet,
“Yes ma’am,” “no sir,” mind my feet.
But life’ll teach you quicker than a prayer,
That bein’ quiet don’t get you nowhere.
Pre‑Chorus
So I quit tryin’ to fit that frame,
Turns out bein’ good felt kinda lame.
Chorus
Now I’m on the wrong side of behaved,
And the right side of me these days.
Got a little grit, little wild, little brave —
And I ain’t ashamed.
Yeah, I finally stepped outta my own way…
On the wrong side of behaved.
Verse 2
Used to bite my tongue till it bled,
Now I say the thing I should’ve said.
Ain’t reckless, just done pretendin’,
This is my life, and girl, I’m in it.
Pre‑Chorus
Ain’t trouble, but I ain’t tame,
And I don’t apologize for the change.
Chorus
Now I’m on the wrong side of behaved,
And the right side of me these days.
Got a little grit, little wild, little brave —
And I ain’t ashamed.
Yeah, I finally stepped outta my own way…
On the wrong side of behaved.
Bridge
Call it grown, call it free,
Call it finally likin’ me.
Final Chorus
Yeah, I’m on the wrong side of behaved,
And I ain’t goin’ back to the safe.
Got a little grit, little wild, little brave —
And honey, I’m saved.
Feels damn good to finally say…
I’m on the wrong side of behaved.