it's more clever when you're young

just ask my brothers who will agree with me

your empty hand's my idle tongue

i hope the audience is listening



i love my heroes cause they're not famous

this just might be my last chance

to let you know my name

before my chances pass away

so lend me your ear

i'll sing you passion

or point out every flaw you possess

don't question what you hear

the stories i tell are sincere



is it over?

i'm not done with

this can't be it



i'm not satisfied with being anonymous anymore

i'll make you scream my name



my friends are family

my family comes first

wine tastes better vintage

our wishing wells are water holes

and pretty girls are best left alone

my music's precious

and art's a blessing

alchohal leads to empty words

i'm ready to cash out

tell them i sent you if in doubt



it's not over

i'm not done with

this can't be it



i'm not satisfied with being anonymous anymore

i'll make you scream my name



bury me with my mistakes

i got my dreams i'll be just fine