Lyrics: adam youngman
Music: Callum Woods/adam youngman
Stop your crying
Little boy
No one's gonna love you if they see that
Pouring out your eyes
So bottle it up
'Till it runs dry
And spend the rest of your daylight just
Pretending it's alright
When the night comes around
You can let it all
And start again
Stop your whining
Little man
No one wants to hear about how
All your misery began
Hold it all back
'Till you get home
I'm sure your bedroom walls will love to hear it
Like they always have
When they night comes around
You can let it all
And start again
Start again
Ooo
Ooo