95 degrees It's midnight in Tennessee Sweatin' in the herd 'cause the bar has a broken AC Faces swimming by Glowin' in the colored lights Staring at the backs of the people all circled up tight Always the outsider Thought I could move forward in this town alone Without playing the game but you know what they say Burned by my own fire Watching my own hunger eat me alive I've got no one to blame thought I was too good to play It's been a rough two years 'Cause I was wrong One more PBR To dull the bad guitar Staring down the throat of the can at the end of the bar Who's at fault but me For always being lonely Always confusing solitude with being free Always the outsider Thought I could move forward in this town alone Without playing the game but you know what they say Burned by my own fire Watching my own hunger eat me alive I've got no one to blame thought I was too good to play It's been a rough two years 'Cause I was wrong Thought I could have it both ways But you know what they say It's been a rough two years Cause I was wrong