Smokers who can't run
Their wretched lungs filled with nicotine
Two packs a day
They wonder why we treat them so mean
I break down and cry
I don't even know why
But all these things
Add to this journey called life

Abusive parents
Influenced by drugs and alcohol
They'll be ashamed
When they receive that teacher's phone call
I break down and cry
I don't even know why
But all these things
Add to this journey called life

Some people blinded
By the ignorance of idiots
How do they feel?
Carrying a load that's not their fault
I don't know why
I break down and cry
Why do all these horrific things
Add to this journey called life?