I remember crying over you,
And I don’t mean like a couple of tears and I’m blue.
I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon,
But I’m a better man for having gone through it.
Yes, I’m a better man for having gone through.

Ever since I learned how to curse,
I’ve been using those sorry ol’ words.
But I’m takling to these children and I’m keeping it clean.
I don’t need those words to say what I mean.
No, I don’t need those words to say what I mean.