Matt Davenport - Broken Strings Lyrics

You've been waiting for your shot
Here it is, what've you got?
It's never easy getting here
With so much doubt and crippling fear

So
Sing it with fire
Sing with conviction
Sing like the whole world
Wants to listen
Maybe she'll notice
Or maybe she don't
Maybe she'll look your way
Or maybe she won't
Get on that stage and do your thing
Take a chance at what's at stake
Like old records, and your old heart
Let's hope your guitar strings won't break

The life you've known, dead and gone
The path you chose, it's your own
Can't believe you got this far
Banging on your old guitar

So
Sing it with fire
Sing with conviction
Sing like the whole world
Wants to listen
Maybe she'll notice
Or maybe she don't
Maybe she'll look your way
Or maybe she won't
Get on that stage and do your thing
Just take a chance at what's at stake
Like old records, and your old heart
Let's hope your guitar strings won't break

You've been waiting for your shot
Here it is, what've you got?