Hold On For Tomorrow (Intimate Alt-Pop)

Verse 1

Didn’t get up

Phone on the floor

All of these dishes

Stacked like a war

Told all my friends

“I’m just tired

I swear”

Truth is I’m stuck here

Breathing heavy air

Chorus

Hold on for tomorrow

Even if your hands feel weak

You don’t have to be okay

You just have to breathe this week

Write your name in the margin

That means you still belong

You don’t have to have it figured out

To stay

To stay and carry on

Verse 2

Doctor said “sleep”

Mother said “pray”

Search bar says “symptoms”

At 2 AM again today

You hate the mirror

You trust the ceiling

But there’s a pulse in your palm

That’s a quiet kind of healing

Chorus

Hold on for tomorrow

Even if your hands feel weak

You don’t have to be okay

You just have to breathe this week

Write your name in the margin

That means you still belong

You don’t have to have it figured out

To stay

To stay and carry on

Bridge

Call someone now

Before you disappear

Say “I don’t have the words

I just need you here” (yeah)

If all you did today

Was stay and stay alive

That’s a victory

That’s a quiet kind of pride

Chorus

Hold on for tomorrow

Even if your hands feel weak

You don’t have to be okay

You just have to breathe this week

Write your name in the margin

That means you still belong

You don’t have to have it figured out

To stay

To stay and carry on (carry on)