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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 Am Dm C F
Written by Conan Gray
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