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

18, 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