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...