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 rockstars
And the song don't need no electric guitars
The song don't care just how you did 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 2 AMs wide awake with a broken heart
You starry eyed dreamers filling karaoke bars

(Woo!)

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 2 AMs 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

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 2 AMs wide awake
'Cause someone stole your heart
Starry eyed dreamers singing loud
In every diving bar

Let it fill up your soul, uh-huh, uh-huh
Let it fill up your soul