More songs by Carly Pearce
Description
Producer: Ben West
Composer Lyricist, Producer, Vocalist: Carly Pearce
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Dave Clauss
Recording Second Engineer: Alberto Sewald
Mastering Engineer: Adam Ayan
Production Coordinator: Kelsey Granda
Composer Lyricist: Tofer Brown
Composer Lyricist: Lauren Hungate
Composer Lyricist: Emily Weisband
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dream come true, bought me a house at the end of a cul-de-sac.
Four bedrooms, but I only use one.
Dream come true, got me a gig on my best friend's wedding day.
Same old news, she knew I couldn't come.
A million girls would love to wear your shoes.
You can't complain if it's the kinda life you choose.
But nobody loves you for you.
Nobody calls you if you lose your shine.
Nobody tells you everything you're gonna lose.
Tryna make the dream come true.
Dream come true, got me falling for the boys in the bars downtown.
Front page news when it didn't work out.
Yeah, dream come true, got me sitting on the couch crying in the dark. Every plaque on the wall is a broken heart.
Damn, look at me now.
Nobody loves you for you.
Nobody calls you if you lose your shine.
Nobody tells you everything you're gonna lose.
Tryna make the dream come true.
My mama's sick.
Don't see her that much when I'm on the road, and it's getting too hard to come to my shows like she used to. She says I can't quit.
But then all of her prayers would be in vain.
She worked my whole damn life to make this dream come true.