[INTRO — E7 GUITAR RIFF DUSTY FUZZ DRIVE] E7 — E7 — E7 — E7 [VERSE 1] I sent my name to a hundred doors, Wrote my number on a hundred floors, “Dear sir, dear ma'am, I need a chance,” But nobody called, nobody glanced. I wore my shoes till the soles wore thin, Knocked on the doors, but they wouldn't let me in. “Experience?” — I said, “I've got some to spare.” They said, “We'll keep your number,” Like anybody cared. [PRE-CHORUS] Monday morning, same old street, Same dead faces, same cold heat. I keep on asking, “What's my place?” Then I laugh right in their face. [CHORUS — MELODIC, RHYMING, CALM BUILD] So fuck it all, I'll make my own, I'll take this road and walk alone. If nobody wants what I can do, I'll make a song and see it through. Good or bad, I'll play it loud, With my broken heart and my crooked crowd. If I can't find where I belong, I'll build a place inside my song. [VERSE 2] Another morning, another rejection, Another polished corporate connection. “Thank you kindly, we'll be in touch,” I've heard that line way too damn much. I cleaned my shirt, I fixed my hair, I practiced smiling like I really cared. But every interview felt just the same: They wanted someone else to play their game. [PRE-CHORUS] So here's my answer, here's my plan, I don't need their approval, man. They can keep their chair, their desk, their throne, I've got a guitar and a mind of my own. [CHORUS — FULL BAND] So fuck it all, I'll make my own, I'll take this road and walk alone. If nobody wants what I can do, I'll make a song and see it through. Good or bad, I'll play it loud, With my broken heart and my crooked crowd. If I can't find where I belong, I'll build a place inside my song. [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK — FUZZ GUITAR + FARFISA] [E7 RIFF] [BRIDGE — SLOW, BUILDING] Maybe I'm foolish, maybe I'm wrong, Maybe I'm wasting my nights on a song. Maybe tomorrow I'll change my mind, Maybe I'll leave this whole world behind. But when that six-string starts to scream, I feel more alive than I've ever been. And if that's the only thing I've got, Then that's enough — and that's a lot. [PAUSE] I don't need a perfect life... I just need a life that's mine. [FINAL CHORUS — BIG, REPETITIVE] So fuck it all, I'll make my own, I'll take this road and walk alone. If nobody wants what I can do, I'll make a song and see it through. Good or bad, I'll play it loud, Let the whole damn world hear me now. If I can't find where I belong, I'll build a place inside my song. So fuck it all, I'll make my own, No more waiting by the telephone. If nobody opens up that door, I'll make my own and ask no more. [OUTRO — E7 RIFF] E7... E7... I don't know if it's good. I don't know if it's bad. But it's mine. And I'm glad.
