[Verse 1]
I don’t write these songs to hate,
I don’t play them to demean.
I just put some truth in words
About the things we think we’ve seen.
You can judge from where you stand,
You can swear you know the score,
But a life you’ve never lived
Might be something more.
You see somebody on the street,
You say, “They chose that life.”
You never heard the story,
Never asked them why.
Maybe one bad break came down,
Maybe everything went wrong.
Maybe they were barely hanging on
Long before you came along.
[Pre-Chorus]
So before you call it truth,
Before you shut the door,
Ask somebody who’s been there.
Maybe there’s a little more.
[Chorus]
Get a second opinion,
Don’t believe the first you hear.
Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
Before you make your judgment clear.
Not every homeless person
Chose the pavement as their home.
Not every broken life
Can be fixed by “try harder” alone.
If the truth makes you uncomfortable,
Don’t blame it on the sound.
Maybe it’s the walls you built
That are finally coming down.
[Verse 2]
I’ve heard all the easy answers,
I’ve watched them spread like fire.
People talking about a world
They’ve never walked through tired.
They see a sign, they see a tent,
They think they’ve got it figured out.
But they’ve never asked the person
What their life was really about.
One lost job can change a life.
One bill can break a home.
One illness, one disaster,
Can leave somebody alone.
It’s easy from a distance
To decide who’s right or wrong.
It’s harder when you listen
And discover you were wrong.
[Chorus]
Get a second opinion,
Don’t believe the first you hear.
Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
Before you make your judgment clear.
Not every homeless person
Chose the pavement as their home.
Not every broken life
Can be fixed by “try harder” alone.
If the truth makes you uncomfortable,
Don’t blame it on the sound.
Maybe it’s the walls you built
That are finally coming down.
[Bridge]
And I’m fucking tired of whispering
So you can have your peace.
It’s the middle of the afternoon,
I’m not asking you to sleep.
Go outside and take a walk.
Put some headphones on.
I’m done apologizing
For the music that I’m on.
I’m not preaching hate.
I’m not calling anyone less.
I’m trying to make somebody stop
And question what they guessed.
You don’t have to love my music.
You don’t have to sing along.
But you don’t get to call it harmful
Just because the truth is loud.
[Final Chorus]
Get a second opinion,
Ask a question, hear a voice.
Maybe what you’ve always known
Was never the only choice.
Somebody else’s struggle
Doesn’t make them weak or wrong.
Sometimes all it takes to change a mind
Is one honest fucking song.
[Outro]
So turn it down if you want to,
Close your window, walk away.
But I’m gonna keep these speakers on
In the middle of the day.
No hate. No shame.
Just something you never knew.
One song, one story,
One second opinion for you.