Midwest (Outro)
It's the
Big things that'll make you stay
All your
Tragedies, to your darkest days
All your
Friends gone, doin' what they're told to
Go to college like you're really supposed to
Be a man, and don't you cry
Keep your feelings tucked inside
'Til the grave, and when you die
Just know that your life was a lie, oh yeah
It's the
Big things you never learned
On this
Big rock that's covered in dirt
You're just
Insignificant, another number
Don't you
Waste time on your dreams from slumber
So get a job and get out the house
Meet a girl, put your hand up her blouse
Say it's love but it's a waste of time
Keep your life I'd like to stick with mine
'Cause I'm walking dirt roads with a gun to my head
Rather waste all my days all alone in my bed
Old friends that I had never dream of me
Gonna die all alone as far as I can see
And I'm walking dirt roads with a gun to my head
Even if I'm better off, then I'm better off dead
Old Money in this town that I'll never see
All this small town shit will be the death of me
I swear
You never know until you step out of the house now
You never know until you try something new
You never know until you take a new chance now
But chances are that's all I'm ever gonna do
You never know until you step out of the house now
You never know until you try something new
You never know until you take a new chance now
But chances are that's all I'm ever gonna do
Big things that'll make you stay
All your
Tragedies, to your darkest days
All your
Friends gone, doin' what they're told to
Go to college like you're really supposed to
Be a man, and don't you cry
Keep your feelings tucked inside
'Til the grave, and when you die
Just know that your life was a lie, oh yeah
It's the
Big things you never learned
On this
Big rock that's covered in dirt
You're just
Insignificant, another number
Don't you
Waste time on your dreams from slumber
So get a job and get out the house
Meet a girl, put your hand up her blouse
Say it's love but it's a waste of time
Keep your life I'd like to stick with mine
'Cause I'm walking dirt roads with a gun to my head
Rather waste all my days all alone in my bed
Old friends that I had never dream of me
Gonna die all alone as far as I can see
And I'm walking dirt roads with a gun to my head
Even if I'm better off, then I'm better off dead
Old Money in this town that I'll never see
All this small town shit will be the death of me
I swear
You never know until you step out of the house now
You never know until you try something new
You never know until you take a new chance now
But chances are that's all I'm ever gonna do
You never know until you step out of the house now
You never know until you try something new
You never know until you take a new chance now
But chances are that's all I'm ever gonna do
Credits
Writer(s): Gabe Sinclair
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