Baby, turn over the stone, cause it's getting shady down here alone

I'm singing that I'm alright, I'm really just kidding cause I've died inside

But I just go YEAH and smile

Write it down you fucking clown, I see you crying all over town

In the bar, on the street, it's on your shirt

It's on your feet, on your torn jeans, on your Roman Reigns sweatshirt

There ain't no crying in a battle vest, sir

So here's a ticket, you know where you can stick it

There's now a tax for being upset, sir, Pay up

Go on and make a

Go on and make a note of all the things you think about me

And you can stick it, where I think you know

Of all the things you think about me

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Oh, oh, oh, oh

You'll find the same thing inside you, that you try to erase from me

And I apologize to remind you, that we both know it should have be me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Go on and make a, go on and make a note

Then you can stick it, where I think you know

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Go on, go on, go on and make it

Oh, oh, oh, oh

La-la-la-la La-la La-la-la

La-la-la-la La-la La-la-la

La-la-la-la La-la La-la-la

La-la-la-la La-la La-la-la

La-la-la-la La-la La-la-la

So write another note about me

Go on and write another note about me

About me

I apologize to remind you

That we both know it should have been me

Go on and make a

Go on and make a note