I got a friend in West Virginia

He says I'm everything to him

He says my words they sound like scripture, whoah

And not the napkin they're written in

He said wait, you'll be on your way

He said wait, just another day

You gotta write you that perfect song

Sell your soul, cash your check and move on

Soon I made it down to Georgia

Another bar, another night

Sound man said he knew John Mayer, whoah

The stars were always in his eyes

He said wait, you'll be on your way

He said wait, just another day

You gotta write you that perfect song

Sell your soul, cash your check and move on

Across the country to Los Angeles

Pretty people they stop and stare

Said "I'm a singer," yeah they know the type

A dime a dozen everywhere

They said wait, you'll be on your way

They said wait, just another day

You gotta write you that perfect song

Sell your soul, cash your check and move on

They said wait, you'll be on your way

They said wait, just another day

You gotta write you that perfect song

Sell your soul, cash your check and move on