Key: F
Introduction:
F Am
I've got tired eyes, a black sky
Dm C
Making it's home under my lash line
F Am
You keep on crying babe, I don't mind
Dm C
I keep on staring at the clock trying to pass time
F Am
In my life, it flies by
Dm C
Faster than you could say, "I love you, goodbye"
F Am
"It's almost over", you say with a s
Dm C F
Will our lives be better when we make it to the other side?
Am Dm
Ah, ah
C F
hope we make it to the other side
Am Dm C
Ah, ah
F Am
Eighteen, prom queen
Dm C
We spend our time thinking 'bout what we'll be doing
F Am
Walk quiet streets, not afraid of the sounds
Dm C
Nothing bad ever happens in this town
F Am
Mean dreams, can't sleep
Dm C
Younger me thought this'd be more bittersweet
F Am
But we never noticed how long it'd been
Dm C F
Got too caught up in the life we're living
Am Dm
Ah, ah
C F
hope we make it to the other side
Am Dm C
Ah, ah
Bb F
And I hope, I hope
Am Dm
All of our homes have white fences
Bb F
And I hope, I hope
Am Dm
Our smiles are wider than theirs is
Bb F
I hope, I hope
Am Dm
All of our dreams are kept fragrant
C
And I'll meet you on the pavement
F
When we make it to the other side
Am Dm
Ah, ah
C F
hope we make it to the other side
Am Dm C
Ah, ah