I'll sing this loud so you can hear me
I'll sing it everywhere I go
so turn it up.
and sing along.
I pour my hear out on this paper
and pray to god that you're all pleased
and hope that one say you'll know exactly what I mean
I wanted to stay
and wanted to do away with all of this
but baby it's not the same
hold on to your heart
sit back, I'll explain.
I'll hold on to all that I can for now
maybe I'm on the ground but
I wont give up I always get up
they say there's a way to do it right
a perfect formula
it's something I haven't found but
I wont give up I always get up
I sing it loud so you can hear me
apparently I'm not loud enough
cause all this shit is in slow motion
I can't think fast or fast enough
I'm starting to get sick
write about drunk chicks
falling in and out of love
where did all the good songs go?
if you find one let me know
scream if you love it or hate it
you want it
if our mistakes were bought and sold
or tossed aside or turned to gold
then all the fakes would lose control
where's the heart at? where's the soul?