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[Verse 1]
I wish every bar
Had a tip jar
Where I could save everybody's two cents
Then I could empty it
And pay me rent
Instead of leaving it on loop in my head
I'm grateful, but if they only knew
What's behind "three chords and the truth"

[Chorus]
They only get to see my at my best
But I've been cursed and I've been blessed
By the answer to my prayers
It's hard to beat the thrill of a high
When I play a sold-out night
And feel like God has put me there
But Lord, are you still with me when I see empty chairs?

[Verse 2]
Wish I'd act my age
On and off the stage
And not wake up feeling so old
I wish it didn't hurt
To base my worth
On how many tickets I sold
I'd talk to God and beg him for his plans
But he just puts this guitar in my hands

[Chorus]
They only get to see my at my best
But I've been cursed and I've been blessed
By the answer to my prayers
It's hard to beat the thrill of a high
When I play a sold-out night
And feel like God has put me there
But Lord, are you still with me when I see empty chairs?

[Outro]
Lord, are you still with me?
Lord, can you stay with me?
Lord, will you fill me
When I see empty chairs?

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