Hey Pick up the phone and put the gun down Come, come gather round This is what I've found I know you've been hurting I see that sad frown No need to fool me I'm not your dad now And since I'm not dad you don't have to make me proud Show me how you're feeling now let it all out Life caught you slipping Caught you with your pants down Now you're feeling older and colder and passed down But the problem is the cash just isn't quite stashed out So now you gotta get back at it and lash out Shut the booth down, blow the roof out, pow Sing it with me now I see you hurting Under the surface Well, that's natural I see you searching But nothing's working Well, that's natural Hey, hey Pick up the phone and put the gun down Come, come gather round This is not profound No, it's just life But it doesn't work like you thought it did, right? All that bark and not enough bite I fell off but I'm feeling alright I still got a dog in this fight So I'ma do all that I can Reach out, give me your hand I see you hurting Under the surface Well, that's natural I see you searching But nothing's working Well, that's natural All I’ve known Is this black and blue on my skin But all my wounds Are just a reminder of where I've been All I've known Is this black and blue on my skin But all my wounds Are just a reminder of where I've been Oh where I've been It's on my skin Where I've been It's on my skin