Driving down the interstate
With nothing but our dreams of fame
And all the rest could wait
We made it to los angeles
And we faked each others resumes
So we might get in the door
Headshots in the alleyway
With the lenses that we stole--
From the student films that didn't pay
No more waiting on that dream
No more getting told we're green
If we worked and ran the race
We'd be sure to find our place
Time went by I was flyin' high
With an agent and a manager
Who swore I wouldn't flop
Three indie films, two co-stars
And one pilot that got dropped
But I made the right connections
And the parties never stopped
When friends would call, I'd press ignore
Had bigger names to pick up for
If you wanna catch a break
Gotta do what it takes to be
Lining up my cards just right
I would see my name in lights
And everybody says the odds
But I waited, I was ready for the call
To tell me my time had come
And the meet-and-greets got fewer
And they moved along to newer
So I thought I'd spend the day
With the people who knew me from the start
So I searched up some old friends
And I called to make amends
But it rang and rang and no one picked up the other end
I was left to play my part
I was one in a million, oh! In a million, oh!
Now here you are, cruising along
Building brands, impressing fans
You're winning at the game
Got what you always wanted
So why does it feel so wrong
To love the life you've grown?
Your friends are walking out the door
Is this what you came here for?