Текст песни




It takes a lot
To keep this whole thing goin'
And it's a grand facade
To keep the scars from showin'
And keep 'em all from knowin'
What's really goin' on
'Cause I'm feelin' like some sort of cheaper imitation
Like I'm fallin' short of every expectation
Like I'm not enough, I don't measure up
I could disappear and it wouldn't even matter
Like Nashville, Indiana
I can't compete
When everyone's so damn perfect
They're singin', playin', dancin' in the street, yeah
While me, I just feel deserted
Wonderin' if I'm worth it
Just tryin' to keep the hurt in
And find my feet
'Cause I'm feelin' like some sort of cheaper imitation
Like I'm fallin' short of every expectation
Like I'm not enough, I don't measure up
I could disappear and it wouldn't even matter
Like Nashville, Indiana
Nashville, Indiana
Things might not have gone exactly like I planned
But I'm tired of apologizin' for who I am
I might not shine as bright as all the lights on Broadway
I might not sing along to all the songs that I play
And I ain't makin' dreams come true
But I'm doin' all that I can do
In my own way
And maybe that's what matters
Maybe there's nothin' wrong
There ain't nothin' wrong with Nashville, Indiana
Nashville, Indiana
Paris, Tennessee
London, Alabama
Come on
Come on, take me
Take me, take me to
Yeah, take me to Nashville
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nashville, Indiana
Hey, woah
We're singin' now, oh
Nashville, Indiana
Hey, come on
Take me to Nashville
Oh, yeah
Nashville, Indiana
Hey, hey
Nashville, Indiana



Авторы: Mark Patrick O'shea Copyright: Orient Pacific Music Pty Ltd, Music Of Sabco, Julia's Husband Music



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