Miles of cars, full of people with nothing to say.

The sun's out, you think that it's just another November day.

Oh, and I can't help but be mad, knowing I'll leave and you're gonna stay. They called me on a cell phone, telling me there's an officer down.

And we prayed for a miracle, but you didn't come back around.

Oh, I kissed you goodbye a thousand times, but never like I'm doing right now.

Oh, we're 21 shots going up for the officer down. I beg you to throw out that t-shirt that I sleep in now.

And badge number 457 is all over town.

And people keep asking if there's anything they can do, but no one can give me back you.

They called me on a cell phone, telling me there's an officer down.

And we prayed for a miracle, but you didn't come back around.

Oh, I kissed you goodbye a thousand times, but never like I'm doing right now.

Oh, we're 21 shots going up for the officer down. I held you tight when they told me it's time to let go.

And I know that somehow you knew that you were alone.

They called me and told me it's my officer down.

And I talked to you and begged you, but you didn't come back around.

Oh, I kissed you goodbye a thousand times, but never like I'm doing right now.

Oh, we're 21 shots going up.

I wish you had more time with us, 'cause 33 years ain't enough for the officer down. Thank you for watching!