I've got tired eyes, a black sky
Making its home under my lash line
You keep on crying, babe, I don't mind
I'll keep on staring at the clock tryna pass time
In my life, it flies by
Faster than you could say, "I love you, goodbye"
"It's almost over," you say with a sigh
Will our lives be better when we make it to the other side?

Ah, ah
I hope we make it to the other side
Ah, ah

Eighteen, prom queen
We spend our time thinking 'bout what we'll be doing
We walk quiet streets, not afraid of the sounds
Nothing bad ever happens in this town
Mean dreams (Ah), can't sleep (Ah)
Younger me thought this'd be more bittersweet
But we never noticed (Ah) how long it'd been (Ah)
Got too caught up in the life we were living

Ah, ah
I hope we make it to the other side
Ah, ah

And I hope, I hope
All of our homes have white fences
And I hope, I hope
Our smiles are wider than theirs is
And I hope, I hope
All of our dreams are kept fragrant
And I'll meet you on the pavement
When we make it to the other side

Ah, ah
I hope we make it to the other side
Ah, ah

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