This town, used to be a pretty place to stay,
A place you'd stop off from the highway,
But all of those things,
Changed on the day, you packed up your bags and you ran away,
All they say, is how you've changed,
Everyday, I stay the same, so you can keep the necklace
That I gave to you,
I'll keep the shitty tattoos

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.
I can see it from the other side
The grass is an oasis green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.

I count, the empty bottles upon the bar,
But I give up I can't count that far,
And the lights in this place,
Are too dim to see,
They're kicking me out, it's quarter past 3,
They tell me, you're all I got,
I just need these dreams to stop,
You can keep the necklace I gave to you,
I'll keep the shitty tattoos.

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.
I can see it from the other side
The grass is an oasis green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.

And me, and me, and me, and me

In the back of the car,
On the way to your home,
In the pouring rain,
On the side of the road,
In the light of the street,
On the recline of the seat,
You told me I should move on
In the back of the car,
On the way to your home,
In the pouring rain,
On the side of the road,
In the light of the street,
On the recline of the seat,
You told me I should move on

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.
I can see it from the other side
The grass is an oasis green
And the house is burned to ashes,
I'm no longer in between,
R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me.

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): NATHANIEL MOTTE, SEAN FOREMAN