Carson wanted to fit in just like you and me

He had it bad, ADHD

Kids are pure evil, just impossibly mean

14-year-old dead for me

I'm lyin' with my son, tuckin' him into bed

I read him a story, then I kissed his forehead

I pray hard if something happens

He's gonna know what to do

Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you

Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you

Wearin' your birthday shoes

Wearin' your birthday shoes

You wanted to fit in

You wanted somewhere to belong

Life won't be wasted

Kids hear this song

They're gonna stand up and say something

They're gonna save a life

Keep your chin up, yeah

Put a smile on your face

These are the toughest days

Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you

Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you

Wearin' your birthday shoes

Wearin' your birthday shoes

They won't let up, you gotta know back up

It's a half-empty cup, turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music up

Turn your music, music, music up

Close those eyes, realize

Someday soon comes a brand-new moon

And we graduate from this cruel cartoon

This ain't goin' away

This ain't goin' away

This ain't goin' away