"Marquee" lyrics

Got my song on their wrist
But they don't even know me
Want me to ruin their t-shirt
Just to get my name signed
When you're livin' in hotels
And you're gettin no sleep
It gets a little bit difficult to establish a baseline
Do you remember songs that I made the back in the basement?
All these kids in Atlanta were screaming every word
Do you remember when I wasn't sure if I would make it?
Well isn't it crazy that I'm making it work

Oh man, never thought that
The Louisville kid would be selling out seats and
Oh, yeah, mom I got fans
Spending good money just to come and see me, so
You can go and tell dad
I'm keeping my head like I promised I'd be, yeah
Oh man, never thought that
The Louisville kid would be on the marquee, yeah
Louisville kid would be on the marquee, yeah
Louisville kid, L-L-Louisville kid, yeah

Next time I'm feelin' sick
Of getting stuck at the ceiling
I'll have that kid from Ohio in the back of my mind
When he said "how are you doing?"
I said "hey what's your name"
And he said "I love your music
Man, it's hard to explain
But it's reason i'm here
The reason I'm still alive"

Oh man, never thought that
The Louisville kid would be selling out seats and
Oh, yeah, mom I got fans
Spending good money just to come and see me, so
You can go and tell dad
I'm keeping my head like I promised I'd be, yeah
Oh man, never thought that
The Louisville kid would be on the marquee, yeah
Louisville kid would be on the marquee, yeah
Louisville kid, L-L-Louisville kid, yeah
Louisville kid would be on the marquee, yeah
Louisville kid, L-L-Louisville kid, yeah