Friday Night Lights

The whole damn town smells like cheap beer and victory

Everybody's living out the same old story

Quarterback is king and the homecoming queen just smiles

Trapped inside a photograph for miles and miles

I'm sittin' in the bleachers, but I ain't watchin' the game

I'm watchin' all the faces, how they're all the same

They're cheerin' for a future that was never meant for me

Just another ghost they don't want to see.

Yeah, the stadium's buzzin' under Friday night lights

But my heart is beatin' for different kinda fights

They're all lookin' at the scoreboard, prayin' for a win

I'm just lookin' for a place where I goddamn fit in

This small-town dream feels like a gilded cage

Time to tear my heart off of this faded page.

They tell you "know your place," they tell you "don't be proud"

They tell you not to say the quiet parts out loud

Your whole life's mapped out from the cradle to the grave

Be grateful for the little box of blessings that they gave

But there's a world out there beyond this county line

A constellation callin', and it's gotta be mine

This ain't livin', it's just playin' a part

I gotta listen to the static in my own wild heart.

Yeah, the stadium's buzzin' under Friday night lights

But my heart is beatin' for different kinda fights

They're all lookin' at the scoreboard, prayin' for a win

I'm just lookin' for a place where I goddamn fit in

This small-town dream feels like a gilded cage

Time to tear my heart off of this faded page.

The final whistle blows, and everybody screams

I slip out the back, chasin' bigger dreams

Under a different sky, somewhere down the road

I'm fixin' to unload this heavy, heavy load.

'Cause the stadium's buzzin' under Friday night lights

But my heart is beatin' for different kinda fights

They're all lookin' at the scoreboard, prayin' for a win

I'm just lookin' for a place where I goddamn fit in

This small-town dream feels like a gilded cage

Time to tear my heart off of this faded page.