Wes’s Life

by Rise Against

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 that it’s time to move
The winter’s so cold, summer’s over too soon
Let’s pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I’ve got some friends, some that I hardly know
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,
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 [x4]