Music: Leah Haywood/Jackson Foote
We had it real hard
Had the good, the bad, the ugly
Everything that's in between
There's nothing we ain't seen
We got some scars
We packed the bags so many times
But it's so hard to leave
We don't wanna leave
There must be something
That we ain't seeing
'Cause we started bleeding
And we stopped believing in us
If there ain't something
We got worth keeping
A bigger reason
Not thinking 'bout tomorrow just tonight
So tonight, can we cheers to us
To what we had before we blow the whole thing up
Raise your glass with me one last time
Give me a memory, I can take away for life
Oh, cheers to us
For old times' sake
Let's split a bottle
And talk about our favorite memories
It's so bittersweet
I got no plans
Maybe I'll end up in New York City on 17th
Oh, that sounds good to me
'Cause we talk and talk
Yeah we talked us out of me and you
So don't think about tomorrow just tonight
So tonight, can we cheers to us
To what we had before we blow the whole thing up
Raise your glass with me one last time
Give me a memory, I can take away for life
Oh, cheers to us
'Fore we poured kerosene
'Fore we broke everything
Oh, I still remember
'Fore we shot up in flames
We had some golden days
Oh, I sill remember
Oh, cheers to us
Oh, cheers to us
So tonight, can we cheers to us
To what we had before we blow the whole thing up
Raise your glass with me one last time
Give me a memory, I can take away for life