Till the end

(Intro - light acoustic guitar and a simple, almost heartbeat-like drum loop)
(Spoken Word -esque delivery)
Yeah, you know, some stories, they just unravel.
Like a worn-out rope swing, slow and gradual.
And others? They explode. Fireworks on the Fourth.
But the best ones… the best ones are worth…
(Verse 1)
Worth every sunrise, every wrong turn,
Every late-night call when your stomach churns.
Remember that diner, rain on the glass?
Plotting our escape, knowing nothin’ would last…
Except maybe us.
(Chorus - a little more melody, harmonies sneaking in)
'Cause I ain't promisin' you forever, baby, no diamond rings
Just a handwritten promise, on a ripped-out nothin' thing
Saying I'll be right here, through the thick and the thin
Yeah, I'm ridin' this story, baby, till the last line, till the end.
Till the end.
(Verse 2)
We built this thing on secrets and stubborn hearts,
Two lost souls navigatin' the restart.
We ain't picture perfect, we got cracks in the frame
But that's what makes this love burnin' like a summer flame.
A summer flame.
(Chorus - a little more energy, a little more drum)
'Cause I ain't promisin' you forever, baby, no diamond rings
Just a handwritten promise, on a ripped-out nothin' thing
Saying I'll be right here, through the thick and the thin
Yeah, I'm ridin' this story, baby, till the last line, till the end.
Till the end.
(Bridge - a little more vulnerable, stripped back sound)
Maybe forever's a fairytale, a lie we wanna believe.
But I can promise you honesty, a love you can receive.
No conditions, no take backs, just a hand to hold tight
Through the darkest shadows, and into the morning light.
(Spoken word - almost a whisper)
'Cause that's all we got, right? This moment, this breath…
Making a little heaven before we meet our death.
(Chorus - Full band, building to a crescendo)
'Cause I ain't promisin' you forever, baby, no diamond rings
Just a handwritten promise, on a ripped-out nothin' thing
Saying I'll be right here, through the thick and the thin
Yeah, I'm ridin' this story, baby, till the last line, till the end.
Till the end.
(Outro - fades out with acoustic guitar and drum loop)
Till the end…
Yeah, till the last line…
(softly) Always.

Country, male