Tending to turn out pretty great

I console my self on waking up,

this town will stay the same way, stay the same way.

grass stains and fireworks on downtown summer nights,

and when it took me back I had to ask,

oh lost love, what can I say? what can I say?

break hearts in living rooms

and drive back home to talk to you.

midwestern nights, are you following me?

'cause it's been four long years,

oh god that constant change.

some city lights and a similar hearbeat,

i guess i've grown a bit but sometimes you've just got to change a lot.

you've gotta break a lot.

kill all your darlings, i know that it's hard, but you'll gain a lot,

so when you're on the spot,

fight with some soul 'cause you're always a champion to me.

i wouldn't change one thing on growing up,

i learned to love the bad parts,

deal with the sad parts,

things tend to turn out pretty great.

and if i ever got a second chance,

no i'd never need a second chance,

i'm ready, set, go, clever, right?

no. i'll never grow up, not one bit.

midwestern nights, are you following me?

'cause it's been four long years,

oh god that constant change.

some city lights and a similar hearbeat,

i guess i've grown a bit

but sometimes you've just got to change a lot.

you've gotta break a lot.

look deep inside and i think that you'll find what you're searching for,

so when you're on the floor,

fight with some soul 'cause you're always a champion to me.

silver and gold, the people i know and all my best friends.

alone, my heart tends to grow,

i look at the sky and what i live for.

when i'm alone in indiana,

the amber waves crash down into horizons.

when i am home in indiana,

my small town dreams shine brighter than the moonlight.