I'm afraid of counting every day that goes wasted
What if it happens when I'm my own age? (No)
In a real way I'm better at standin' in my lane
Drivin' on the road
You can hear me in the rain
Ai

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Hey kids
Don't hit your siblings
Don't fight just for the hell of it
Your families are near you now
So hug them
Love them—hug them
Love them

No violent
No violent
No violent
No violent

No violent
No violent
No violent
No violent
No counterproductions

No violent
No violent
No violent
No violent

No violent
No violent
No violent
No violent
No counterproductions

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Someone told me that two wrongs don't make a right
It's got to end somewhere
So it ends tonight

Are you really hurtin' from your past and now your presence?
To correct a two wrongs
Yeah
Maybe two presents
I can make mistakes last me a few lessons
Blow through ten years just waitin' for confession

No (no, no) no
No (no, no)
No
Mm
Love 'em
So