Swing Life Away

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 
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away