Shooting at the Moon

I've played in motel bars Dingy lounges with dirty floors Queen of the one-star room Every night, it seems I am living someone else's dream Can I have one too? Every night I lay on flowered sheets And I think of you I wanna be the underdog Up against the wind Shooting at the moon Knowing if I bring it down, it'll rise again I've dressed in fancy clothes Hung out where all the money goes But the talk, it is cheap They only tell you what they think you're gonna wanna hear I wanna hear the truth I don't mind getting scraps The more I took, the less I had I had it all with you I will trade it all now if I could through that motel room with a view And to be the underdog Up against the wind Shooting at the moon Knowing if I bring it down, it'll rise again I hear the echo bouncing off the walls It sounds a lot like me All the other voices sound so sweet But honey, they don't know Who I used to be I wanna be the underdog Up against the wind Shooting at the moon Knowing if I bring it down, it'll rise again I wanna be the underdog Up against the wind Shooting at the moon Knowing if I bring it down that, it'll rise again