Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words We get by just fine here on minimum wage
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
We live on front porches and swing life away,
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I've been here so long, I think that its time to move
The winters so cold, summer's over too soon
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand Swing life away (x4).
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