I Write My Own Songs

Verse 1

Six strings and a secret in my room at night

Mama's in the doorway with a candle light

Papa down the hallway shakes his head and sighs

"Music doesn't pay the bills" — I see it in his eyes

Pre-Chorus

But my mother holds my hand, says "keep on writing, dear"

She's the quiet reason that I'm still standing here

Chorus

I write my own songs, sing 'em in the dark

Every no I swallow turns into a spark

One day Papa's gonna hear my name

And know his daughter wasn't playing games

This is my life, this is my sound

Watch me rise up off the ground

Verse 2

Local bar, empty chairs, but I don't stop the show

Practicing my calluses, letting the doubt go

Mama sends a text that says "I'm proud of you"

I fold it in my pocket, let it carry me through

Pre-Chorus

Every stage a little bigger, every crowd a little more

I can feel the girl I'm becoming underneath it all

Chorus

I write my own songs, sing 'em in the dark

Every no I swallow turns into a spark

One day Papa's gonna hear my name

And know his daughter wasn't playing games

This is my life, this is my sound

Watch me rise up off the ground

Bridge

National stage, lights so bright

Papa's in the crowd tonight

He didn't believe, but he came anyway

Watch me prove it here today

Chorus

I write my own songs, not playing pretend

Every no I swallowed brought me here to win

Papa's crying, finally he sees

This was never just a dream

This is my life, this is my sound

I finally made it off the ground

Outro

This is my life... this is my sound...