I've been writing songs for TV shows
The money never lasts
And the feeling goes away
I can hear a weird, small, silent voice
That says I'll never cut through all the noise
And yeah, I think I'm starting to believe it
What if all the things I want weren't meant for me
Maybe a more pretty life's not meant to be
What if I never make it
What if I never make a name for myself
Was it ever even worth trying
Is there somewhere even worth finding
What if I never make it
The show is ending and the lights are going down
But there's no one in the crowd tonight
So, I'll keep singing for myself, alright, yeah
I guess I could find another job
That pays a hell of a lot better than these stupid songs
Yeah, sometimes I hate them
Maybe I would fit in with my friends
We could talk about our stocks and dividends, yeah
Or whatever you call them
What if all the things I want weren't meant for me
When I'm finally gone will anyone remember me
What if I never make it
What if I never make a name for myself
Was it ever even worth trying
Is there somewhere even worth finding
What if I never make it
The show is ending and the lights are going down
But there's no one in the crowd tonight
So, I'll keep singing for myself, alright, yeah
I know that I have said this
A million times before
But maybe my mistake is
Thinking that I need more
What if I never make a name for myself
Is it worth trying
I hope it's worth trying
What if I never make it
The show is ending and the lights are going down
But there's no one in the crowd tonight
So, I'll keep singing for myself, alright
Singing for myself, yeah
Singing for myself
Hope I make it, right
Singing for myself, yeah