All you dead end boys

All you break down girls

Thinkin’ you’re all out of pavement

Like it’s the end of the world

All you burned out believers

All you spinnin’ your wheels

Like you’re gettin’ nowhere wing and a prayer

I know just how you feel

But it’s the stars that make the night

It’s the low that makes the high

It’s the song that makes you cry

It’s the road that makes the ride

That makes the ride

Written by Hailey Whitters, Hillary Lindsey, Ben West