High Water

Christina Custode  

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  Just another Monday, driving down the middle of the street
  And he's counting down the hours, staring at the clock, waiting on the week
  And he never smiles, never laughs or sleeps
  Just counting down the hours, staring at the clock, waiting on the week

  And they say boy, you'd better make it, they say boy you'd better go far
  And well it's hard living on the bottom, and it's hard when no one sees who you are

  But come hell or high water,
  He's gonna make it out of here, he's gonna make it out of here
  Come hell or high water, he's gonna make it out of here

  Just another Thursday, working on the corner of the street
  And she's counting down the cars, staring at the lights, trying not to speak
  And they never ask what she'd rather be
  So she's counting down the cars, staring at the lights, trying not to speak

  And they say girl, you'll never make it, they say girl you'll never go far
  And well it's hard when you're stuck to the bottom, and it's hard when no one cares who you are

  But come hell or high water,
  she's gonna make it out of here, gonna make it out of here
  Come he'll or high water, she's gonna make it out of here

  Just another Friday, singing in the middle of the street
  And he's taking over her, talking over him, talking over me
  But there's nowhere else I'd rather be
  Than singing while he's talking over her, talking over him, talking over me

  And they say girl, you're gonna make it, they say girl you're gonna go far
  And well it's hard starting from the bottom, and it's hard when none hears who you are

  But come hell or high water
  I'm gonna make it out of here, gonna make it out of here
  Come hell or high water, I'm gonna make it out of here

  Come hell or high water,
  We're gonna make it out if here, gonna make it out of here

  Come hell or high water we're gonna make it
  We're gonna make it
  I'm gonna make it out of here

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