they found out where you like to hide
dream of centre stage at sell out shows
your name in lights
these words are not enough tonight
you’re in way too deep
so keep repeating favourite lines

they’re not long shots
if you believe enough
so come on hot-shot
show us what you’ve got
in the heart department
i hope you’ve got the guts

with your hood up over your head
and the hair on the back of your neck on end
with your brand new converse
torn at the seams
turn your headphones up
can you hear me

from the backseat to your bedroom wall
where you lean to make those late-night calls
and say your falling
high hopes for warm glows and white lies
you press hard on keys to make us believe
you’re still alive

they’re not long shots
if you believe enough
so come on hot-shot
you made us want to believe in everything you say
you know a little over-acting goes a long long way
your hero’s never gonna save you coz it’s way too late
so just scream out my name