They yell, "Speak up!"
I fill these pages like I fill those spaces with my lies
They yell, "Step down!"
A crowd's not worth this, and love's not worthless
You gotta step up, stranger

Might paint something I might wanna hang here someday
Might write something I might wanna say to you someday
Might do something I'll be proud of someday
Mark my words, I might be something someday