Ain't it strange, now I got everything I want
I reflect and I find maybe all along
I've been reaching to fill up an empty space
Now I need you to put me in my place

You keep cutting your hair
You go from platinum to black
We're never on the same page
But we don't care about that
We've had a hell of a run
Now we're way past wood
We'll go from crystal to silver
Yeah, I think we could

I'm betting on us
Are you ready or not?
I'm learning to trust
I never was taught
How to follow, I'll follow, I'll follow through
Can I follow, I follow, I follow you?

Never felt too attached to my roots before
Always wondered why others felt so secure
Kept you at a distance, I don't need help
'Cause I feed on resistance, you know me well

You keep cutting your hair
You go from platinum to black
I missed our anniversary
But we don't care about that
We've had a hell of a run
And we're way past wood
But I think we could

I'm betting on us
Are you ready or not?
I'm learning to trust
I never was taught
How to follow, I'll follow, I'll follow through
Can I follow, I follow, I follow you?