The Song

Oh, the song don’t care who does the singing
And the song don’t care about getting on the radio
The song ain’t never in a hurry
Ain’t got nowhere to go
And the song don’t need no rock stars
And the song don’t need no electric guitars
The song don’t care just how you get it
As long as you get it
So, let it fill up your soul, yeah
It needs you singing along in your bedroom, alone
With ten thousand friends all holding high
Your lit up cellphones
It needs you torn apart
It needs the 2am's, wide awake, with a broken heart
You starry eyed dreamers
Filling karaoke bars
Hoo
Oh, the song don’t need expensive speakers
And the song don’t care about broke-ass headphones
The song wants you to feel it
Wants you to need it and you need it
To fill up your soul, yeah
It needs you singing along in your bedroom, alone
With ten thousand friends all holding high
Your lit up cellphones
It needs you torn apart
It needs 2am's wide awake with a broken heart
You drumming on the dash
With a pretty girl, playing air guitar
My song, your song
Everybody’s got a perfect one
First dance, last chance
Find one for your new romance
Woo
My song, your song
Everybody got a perfect one
Let it fill up your soul, yeah
It needs you singing along in your bedroom, alone
With ten thousand friends all holding high
Your lit up cellphones
It needs you torn apart
It needs 2am's wide awake cause someone stole your heart
Starry eyed dreamers singing out
In every dive and bar
Let it fill up your soul
Uh huh, uh huh
Let it fill up your soul