Verse 1
I’ve been stapling smiles to my tired face
Writing apologies I’ll never say
My phone lights up like it’s saving my life
But it’s just ghosts from another Friday night
We swore we’d make it out of this town alive
Now we’re just surviving, killing time
I learned how to laugh at my own expense
Call it confidence, call it defense
Pre-Chorus
I’m a punchline with a heartbeat
A soundtrack for a sinking ship
If this is growing up
Then I’m still learning how to live
Chorus
So here’s a toast to the kids who don’t feel right
We’re wide awake in the middle of the night
If hope’s a match, then we strike it anyway
Even if it burns us just to feel okay
We’re singing like tomorrow owes us something
Screaming like we still believe
If this is all we get, then let it hurt
At least we’ll know we lived between the verses
Verse 2
I keep my dreams in a secondhand jacket
Smells like smoke and bad habits
Every exit sign looks like a lie
But I keep driving just to prove them right
You said “forever” like it was a joke
I laughed it off, but I still choke
On every word I didn’t say
They’re lining up like debts I’ll pay
Pre-Chorus
I’m a voicemail you won’t answer
A slow dance with disaster
If this is rock bottom
Then I’ve been here way before
Chorus
So here’s a toast to the kids who don’t feel right
We’re wide awake in the middle of the night
If hope’s a match, then we strike it anyway
Even if it burns us just to feel okay
We’re singing like tomorrow owes us something
Screaming like we still believe
If this is all we get, then let it hurt
At least we’ll know we lived between the verses
Bridge (half-time, emotional lift)
Maybe I’m scared of getting better
Maybe I’m scared of staying the same
But I’d rather break trying to matter
Than fade out quiet and safe
So if you’re listening, don’t let go
We’re more than the wreckage we know
Final Chorus (bigger, hopeful)
So here’s a toast to the kids still fighting
Turning setbacks into sirens
If hope’s a match, then we strike it anyway
We’ll light the dark, we’ll find our way
We’re singing like tomorrow owes us something
Screaming like we still believe
If this is all we get, then let it hurt
We’re still alive between the verses
Outro
Postcards from a burning bedroom
Say we made it out somehow
If this is the end of the chapter
We’ll write the rest right now