• getting in a fight at the slightest remark
    winning every brawl inside the park
    you have respect but its not enough
    you want everybody to know your tough
    its all going great til you make the mistake
    the tears he cries aren't fake
    caught up in your anger I know you regret
    even ever thing of taking that bet
    talk with your tears and not your fists
    the ones you hurt will be the ones you miss
    take a deep breath and let our head cool down
    take a small walk into town
    things you can't fix that are out of reach
    are the tings you hear the preachers preach
    if only you'd listened to what they said
    you wouldn't be here wishin you were dead
    time to grow up, this is real
    the people in court don't care how you feel
    you want to help but it's too damn late
    swallow your pride and accept your fate
    talk with your tears and not your fists
    the ones you hurt will be the ones you miss
    take a deep breath and let our head cool down
    take a small walk into town