All the things you said to me
The manifest and destiny
Well, all of this could go away right now

And everyone was in the band
And I was on another planet
And then you, were all alone

And you wanna be a big shot
You wanna be the big man
You wanna hold a big gun
You gotta have a quick hand
You wanna be the big shot now
The chosen one your mother loved the most
After all

Early morning, still in bed
You hate yourself for what you said
But you could never admit you were wrong

And every song was out of key
And I was in the in-between
And then you, still all alone

And you wanna be a big shot
You wanna be the big man
You wanna place the big bet
You better have a big hand
You wanna be the big shot
You wanna be the only son we love
After all

And you wanna be a big shot
You wanna be the big man
You wanna hold a big gun (big gun)
You better have a quick hand (quick hand)
You wanna be the big shot (the big shot)
You wanna be the big man (big man)
You wanna place a big bet (big bet)
You better have a sick hand (sick hand)

You wanna be the big shot now
Big shot now
After all

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz