nnthrough smoke machines and lightsnnhe feels so insecurennthrough 13 hour nights, this lifennis not what he’d prefernnhe looks up at the screennnuntrue reflections of himselfnnthrough all that he has seen, his screamnnis crying out for helpnnsilence, a lonely nightnnhe’s running out of airnnthe suffocating light, this fightnnis blinding his despairnnhis smile… memoriesnngone forever when she leftnnhe looks inside his heart, apartnnhe’s nothing near his bestnnnnbut he’s alone nnechoes in a million dollar homennhe can’t let go nnwhen every day’s a drive through rodeonnnnand its all goodnnhe says nnits understoodnnthere’s nothing leftnnacting like they think he shouldnnhe’ll pretendnnto live the dream in Hollywoodnnnnthe top is never upnnthe music’s never downnnhe’s never felt enough, its roughnnto make it in this townnnits hard so hard to findnnan emotion that’s his ownnnthe past he’s left behind, in timennwill lead him back down that roadnnnnbut he’s alone nnhe’s all on his ownnnechoes in a million dollar homennhe can’t let go nnwhen every day’s a drive through rodeonnnn(jam)nnnnand its all goodnnhe says nnits understoodnnthere’s nothing leftnnacting like they think he shouldnnhe’ll pretendnnto live the dream in Hollywoodnnbut it’s all goodnnooh baby its all goodnnthings they never understoodnnhe’d tell you anybody wouldnnand its all goodnnooh babe its Hollywoodnnnnand one day he’s gonna wake up on his ownnn nnnnn