it's more clever when you're young   just ask my brothers who will agree with me   your empty hand's my idle tongue   i hope the audience is listening      i love my heroes cause they're not famous   this just might be my last chance   to let you know my name   before my chances pass away   so lend me your ear   i'll sing you passion   or point out every flaw you possess   don't question what you hear   the stories i tell are sincere      is it over?   i'm not done with   this can't be it      i'm not satisfied with being anonymous anymore   i'll make you scream my name      my friends are family   my family comes first   wine tastes better vintage   our wishing wells are water holes   and pretty girls are best left alone   my music's precious   and art's a blessing   alchohal leads to empty words   i'm ready to cash out   tell them i sent you if in doubt      it's not over   i'm not done with   this can't be it      i'm not satisfied with being anonymous anymore   i'll make you scream my name      bury me with my mistakes   i got my dreams i'll be just fine