Bought a six string at seventeen Moved to Tennessee just to chase the dream A pocketful of songs to sing I thought they'd make a big star of me In a matter of months But it's been ten years to the week Mm-mm Like the state ring that we didn't win Like the school that wouldn't let me in Like the girl of my dreams sayin' that we'd Probably be better off as friends It ain't like I ain't been here before Had to pick myself up off the floor And learn to make peace with the pain If the could have beens and the looking backs And the skeletons there in the past It is what it is at the end of the day It's the same old heart Different break Yeah, I'm my own worst enemy Let the best of her get the best of me If this was my first rodeo Well, it'd probably be the death of me It ain't like I ain't been here before Had to pick myself up off the floor And learn to make peace with the pain If the could have beens and the looking backs And the skeletons there in the past It is what it is at the end of the day It's the same old heart Different break Different break Mm-hmm It ain't like I ain't been here before Had to pick myself up off the floor And learn to make peace with the pain Yeah, leave the could have beens and the looking backs And the skeletons there in the past It is what it is at the end of the day It's the same old heart It's the same old heart It's the same old heart Different break Different break It's the same old heart Different break