(Verse 1) The concert starts, the lights go low, Ten thousand screens begin to glow. Nobody's watching with their eyes... They're watching through their phones. Your little boy says, "Watch me, Dad!" You're scrolling through the news. By the time you finally look his way... That moment's gone for good. (Pre-Chorus) The world's still turning, life goes on, Whether someone hits "record" or not. (Chorus) Put the damn phone down, Look around. Hold the ones you love today, Before those moments slip away. Life ain't measured by your views, Or how many follow you. The best memories you'll ever own... Will never need a phone. (Verse 2) Somebody wrecks a pickup truck, Everybody grabs their phone. Nobody thinks to help him first... They'd rather take the footage home. A stranger's crying on the curb, Another starts to stream. We'd rather chase a million likes... Than live what kindness means. (Pre-Chorus) If your first thought is, "Film this now," Maybe something's upside down. (Chorus) Put the damn phone down, Quit living for the crowd. Every birthday, every kiss, Don't let real life turn to this. Love don't need a camera crew, It only needs the two of you. Some memories are meant to stay... In hearts, not on display. (Bridge) We don't watch the fireworks... We watch them through a screen. We don't sing along anymore... We just post where we've been. Every memory gets recorded, Every laugh becomes a post. Funny how we're all connected... Yet somehow feel alone. (Breakdown) "Daddy, watch me!" from the swing. "Hold on, buddy..." Scroll. One day you'll wish you'd looked up... Instead of at your phone. If your little girl takes her first step, Don't reach to hit record. Pick her up and hold her tight... That's what memories are for. One day these apps are yesterday. One day these trends are gone. The moments that you didn't live... Can never be replayed. (Final Chorus) Put the damn phone down, The world's still spinning 'round. Hear your children laugh out loud, Lose yourself inside the sound. You don't have to prove you lived By posting every day. The richest life you'll ever have... Is one you didn't give away. (Outro) When they lay you in the ground someday, No one's counting likes you made. No one's talking 'bout your followers, Or every picture that you saved. They'll remember if you showed up. They'll remember if you cared. Not the things you chose to post... But the moments that you shared. So put the damn phone down... Life won't wait around. The best things you'll ever hold... Will never fit that phone. Put the damn phone down.
