I took for granted everything they told
Thought it'd be easy
'Cause it used to make sense
The truth is so much harder
To discern between the lies
You took my hand
I put mine on your shoulder
Told me you had me for the long run
Baby I'm in this thing for life
We could cut through the bad times
With a knife
So much pressure that I'm crumbling under
To be good that I don't know what to do
But let the days go by
Just hope they get better in time
I feel the years go right through me
Wondering how many days I got left to go
Every time I feel dead inside
Put a record on while we sit outside
I drew a line in the sand by my house
By a palm tree hanging low
This is where I live for now
Every day we work hard to stay younger
At the same time heading to the future
I can't help but wonder what we'll become