I'm on the phone with my manager, he's upset
Because I haven't listened to a word he said
I'm busy dreaming about the future

I'm in a bar, it's a typical Friday night
About to get into a fight with the sound guy
He doesn't know that I'm the future

She wears cowboy boots and dresses
Taylor Swift's the bane of my existence
Wishing for the day that they'll wake up & say
"You're perfect, we're shipping you out to LA!"

Can't you see that she's not HALF the girl I am
I'm sick and tired of standing here quietly
It should've been me
It should've been me


Walking the streets in my last pair of worn out jeans
I can't helping thinking 'bout how it ought to be
sitting on this park bench, thinking to myself
"She's had it so easy"
I'm trying hard not to let it bring me down
Because I'm about to turn my life around
and maybe someday at the VMAs
I could be interrupted by Kanye

There she is, this country princess,
Taylor Swift's the bane of my existence
Wishing for the day that they'll wake up and say
"You're perfect, we're flying you out to LA!"

Can't you see that she's not HALF the girl I am
I'm sick and tired of standing here quietly
It should've been me

I swear to god, if I hear that song-
I can't just sit and wait for someone to see
It should've been me

And every time someone says I'll make it big after I get off a stage
I feel like I have no excuse, because we are the same age
Every time I hear her songs, they make me want to scream
And I know where I belong
God, it could've been me

Can't you see that she's not HALF the girl I am
I'm sick and tired of standing here quietly
It should've been me

I swear to god, if I hear that song-
I can't just sit and wait for someone to see
It should've been me

How many times have I thought maybe...
It should've been me.