Posters peeling on the wall
Plastic trophy on the drawer
Hairbrush mic
I call the crowd
One
Two
Three
I'm louder now

Curtain's just my bedroom door
Still I'm hearing people roar
Heart is racing
Floorboard stage
Kick the air
I'm not afraid

Rockstar in my room tonight
Cheap guitar
But it feels right
Crowd of zero
I still shine
Turn it up like it's headline time
Rockstar in my mirror frame
Sing my lungs out
Screw the shame
If they see me or they don't
I'm a rockstar
Rockstar in my home

Neighbors banging on the wall
Guess they heard my curtain call
Smudged eyeliner
Crooked crown
I'm the king of this small town

Every echo in this place
Feels like fire in my veins
Messed-up chords and broken strings
Still I fly on busted wings

One day maybe there'll be lights
Names and faces
Endless nights
But if that dream fades away
I've still got this stage
I've still got this stage