There’s a handsome movie star on the cover of a magazine
He started life with a silver spoon and now he’s on the silver screen
I wonder what it must be like living on cloud nine
But the closest that I’ll get to that is turning through these pages in the checkout line

If only I were luckier
If only I were wealthier
If only I were as perfect as these pictures in these pages
If only I were younger
If only I were older
If only I were louder than the voice that’s saying
That’ll never be me

I hop in my beat-up car and turn on the radio
Another pretty singer singing another song about letting go
And I wonder if she knows she’s riding with me down this dusty street
But the closest she’ll get to me is her cd case laying in the passenger seat

If only she were poorer
If only she weren’t prettier
If only she were here right now, she’d wake me up and say
That’ll never be me

Oh how’d they get there
Wheres that road
That could lead me out of this nowhere town tonight
But golden tickets don’t get mailed
To this one-horse town zip code
So there ain’t no use in me waiting for an invite
There’s a gate on a hillside that opens to a field
Where the grass is greener and they say its where your fates reveal
But I never bothered to go up there cause they said it was locked up tight, you see
And I’d never get to the other side cause I thought I’d never find the key

If only I were brighter
If only I were smarter
If only I were wiser back then I would have known I never needed a key
I could be a man who waits around and wonders who he’s going to be
But that’ll never be me again
No that’ll never be me (that’ll never be me)
That’ll never be me (that’ll never be me)
That’ll never be me