Lyrics:

Am I loud and clear
Or am I breaking up
Am I still your charm
Or am I just bad luck
Are we getting closer
Or are we just getting more lost

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 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

I've been here so long
I think it's time to move
The winters so cold
The summers over to soon
Let's pack our bags
And settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends
Some that I hardly know
We've had some times
I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down
With talks of 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
I won't cross these streets
Until you hold my hand
Until you hold my hand

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 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...
Swing life away...
Swing life away...
Swing life away...