The Great Divide

Lyrics: Noah Kahan/Gabe Simon Music: Noah Kahan/Gabe Simon I can't recall the last time that we talked About anything but lookin' out for cops We got cigarette burns on the same side of our hands But we ain't friends, no, we're just morons Who broke skin in the same spot
But I've never seen you take a turn that wide And I'm high enough to still care if I die So I tried to read the thoughts that you worked overtime to stop You said **** off, and I said nothing for a while
You know I think about you all the time And my deep misunderstanding of your life And how bad it must have been for you back then And how hard it was to keep it all inside
I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit Like murders and ghosts and cancer on your skin And not your soul, and what he might do with it
You inched yourself across the great divide While we drove aimlessly along the twin state line I heard nothin' but the bass in every ballad that you'd play While you swore to god the singer read your mind
But the world is scared of hesitatin' things Yeah, they only shoot the birds who cannot sing And I'm finally aware of how shitty and unfair It was to stare ahead like everything was fine
You know I think about you all the time And my deep misunderstanding of your life And how bad it must have been for you back then And how hard it was to keep it all inside
I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit Like murders and ghosts and cancer on your skin And not your soul, and what he might do with it
Rage, in small ways Did you wish that I could know? You'd fade, to some place I wasn't brave enough to go
I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit Like murders and ghosts and cancer on your skin And not your soul, and what he might do with it
Ah, ooh Ah, ooh
I hope you threw a brick right into that stained glass I hope you're with someone that isn't scared to ask I hope that you're not losing sleep about what's next Or about your soul, and what he might do with it