And I don't want to hear you cry no more,
"˜Cause all it seems to do is hurt my ears,
And I don't want to see you fight this no more,
Put the bottle down and turn that frown upside-down,
And if you just listen to the wind, take the fresh air in,
Instead of those cigarettes, keeping us goin',
I used to be as fucked up as you are,
I was smokin' drinkin' doin' God knows what,
But I don't want to see you fight like I did,
Put the bottle down and cast away your sins,
And if you just listen to the wind, take the fresh air in,
Instead of those cigarettes, keeping us going.