It's been fifteen years since I hit the pavement
Payin' every single due
If somebody ever gave me a free ride
Honey, it'd be somethin' front page news
It's the same old story 'bout Purgatory
Gotta let that money go
And I was raised on heartache
So I like to suffer slow
So if life ever worked out like the movies
And if time isn't really real at all
But if God made the world out of nothing
Why can't He make something out of me?
I put sixteen dollars in the tank this morning
Drivin' my mama's car
'Cause the 'Vette is still in Nashville
And it really don't run at all
Got a real bright future
My profile picture says "Thirty three and still ain't grown"
And I make my pay in bar rooms
Really, who's a-gonna take me home?
So if life ever worked out like the movies
And if time isn't really real at all
But if God made the world out of nothing
Why can't He make something out of me?
I could've been something greater
I could've made me so much dough
I should've slept around in a music town
I would've probably got more to show
But if God made the world out of nothing
Why can't He make something out of me?
Why can't He make something out of me?
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