♪
Ripped up jeans and faded Chuck Taylors ♪
♪ Head full of dreams and mouth like a sailor ♪
♪ With the high school team they called
me a failure but I was finding my way ♪
♪ Straight out of that town on to something bigger ♪
♪ Guitar case all covered in stickers found a little pink
house for the band and we figure we're gonna make it someday ♪
♪ Maybe I don't hang out with the in crowd you never
heard of the songs I play loud I tell jokes with off-color
punchlines my smoke might get you a little too high
♪ He said it would hold me back but it's brought
me the farthest you can call me left to center
♪ Last time I checked that's right where the heart is
♪
♪ I follow my own beat don't care if it's different
keep doing my thing try to be what's missing
♪ The time that'll make you wanna feel like
quitting when you don't sound like the same old same
♪ Maybe I don't hang out with the in crowd you never
heard of the songs I play loud I tell jokes with off-color
punchlines my smoke might get you a little too high
He said it would hold me back but it's brought
me the farthest you can call me left to center
♪ Last time I checked that's right where the heart is
♪ That's right where my heart is
Maybe
I don't hang out with the in crowd you never heard
of the songs I play loud I tell jokes with off-color
punchlines my smoke might get you a little too high
He said it would hold me back but it's brought
me the farthest you can call me left to center
Last time I checked
Yeah, you can call me left to center
Last time I checked
That's right where my heart is
That's right where my heart is