Compromise

Compromise

Sadness,Anger,Hip Hop,Rap,Changing Tempo,Male Voice

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Lyrics

[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] We called it compromise when we picked a dinner spot But never carved out space for the life we said we'd got Clung tight to the lives we had before our paths crossed Left no room for the "us" we swore we'd build at any cost [Chorus] Sacrifices taste like ash when they're half-hearted lies I chose a ski town dream, she chose the home she couldn't leave behind We counted calendar days instead of counting quiet breath The distance turned our "I love yous" into a slow, slow death [Verse 2] Bruce said it best when he talked about her eyes across the room How every fight just melts when you feel her wrapped around you But we were stuck in screens, trading updates on the phone Silent moments that should've filled us up felt cold and alone [Chorus] Sacrifices taste like ash when they're half-hearted lies I chose a ski town dream, she chose the home she couldn't leave behind We counted calendar days instead of counting quiet breath The distance turned our "I love yous" into a slow, slow death [Verse 3] Aspen snow looked like a dream, a career step up so bright But the rent ate us alive, five bedrooms shrunk to a tiny light She lost her volleyball court, her family miles away I saw a shoebox apartment, she saw her whole life fade away [Verse 4] She said she'd move if I put a ring on her left hand I called it transactional, let my pride take the stand Now hindsight's a knife that twists in the quiet dark I traded forever for a job and a ski resort spark [Bridge] The things I clung to tight now feel like dust in my palm I'd trade the ski lifts, the title, the mountain calm To sit in silence next to her, to hold her through the night To not let pride turn our forever into a goodbye [Chorus] Sacrifices taste like ash when they're half-hearted lies I chose a ski town dream, she chose the home she couldn't leave behind We counted calendar days instead of counting quiet breath The distance turned our "I love yous" into a slow, slow death [Outro] (Instrumental Solo)