Harlem (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Once Upon a Time in Harlem - full transcript

♪ I've been lonely ♪

♪ For so long ♪

♪ I've been right
and I've been wrong...

Across all cultures,

the trope of the beautiful
white princess

living happily ever after
has been taught to girls

to entertain them as children,

while ultimately
disappointing them as adults.

If the end of the fairy tale
is the man claiming the woman,

well, then it stands to reason

how underwhelming
and confusing



modern dating
and relationships are.

Women are taught to just
wait for the man to find you,

and then this beginning
is actually your happy ending.

But now princesses don't
even want to be princesses

so instead, they pull
long hours at work

in the hopes of landing
their dream jobs.

Then one day,
those little girls grow up

and realize the fairy-tale
life they dreamt of

isn't actually guaranteed.

Everyone, please
gather in the living room

so I can introduce
our newest faculty member.

But before we get
into our business,

I just want to say,

Melba, the food this evening
was unbelievable.



We really took a lot of time
to find this professor,

and we really did

search high and low

until we finally found him.

Of course.

And I'd like to introduce you

to Dr. Obinna...

- Tseggai.
- Tseggai.

- Yes.
- Yes!

Just to give you
a little background,

I wrote it all out.

Uh, he brings with him

a host of experience
with accolades.

He's a Rhodes scholar.

He has a PhD from Northwestern,

and most recently he was

the chair of the anthropology
department at Sarah Lawrence.

And he's also
a longtime contributor...

That's it.

It's over.

Officially, Dr. Pruitt
hired someone

for the associate position.

Damn, Cam.

But you know what?

The worst part is, he's Black.

Like, Nigerian Black.

Like, speaks
13 different languages,

has, like, 17 degrees.

I mean, he's pretty much
fucking perfect.

I'm trying to follow.
How is that the worst part?

No, no, no, of course
I'm happy for Obinna

and that a person of color
got the job.

Yay, team.

It's just...

if I'm being completely honest,

it would have been easier
if Dr. Pruitt had just

hired a regular white dude.

Then I could chalk up
the rejection

to racism or sexism

or any - ism would be
better than the truth.

Which is...

I'm just not good enough.

I had this whole plan,
this whole dream,

and I'm not even good enough
to make it happen.

No, no, no.
Fuck... fuck them.

And fuck Pruitt.

Good... good for the brother.

But fuck... fuck the rest
of the department, all right?

You don't need them.
They need you, okay?

You know,

you could come with me
to University of Chicago.

I don't think that's...

I mean, I start
my residency in a few weeks,

which would give you
enough time

to finish out the semester.

I could call Dr. Elam.

I mean, they would
kill to have you

for a semester or two.

Let me... you know what?
Let me call Dr. Elam right now.

Okay, Jameson, stop.

I sort of have
a history with boyfriends

wanting me to leave
New York with them, and...

it just doesn't go well.

Cam, that was then.

Plus, we would have
a kick-ass time in Chicago.

But we would have
a kick ass time anywhere.

Facts.

Look, wherever you want to be,

if we end up
going long distance,

I just need a firm
Skype sex commitment,

and we good.

You got it.

♪ There ain't
no perfect symmetry ♪

♪ To loving you, babe...

All right, I'm gonna
run to the bedroom

to start up
this Skype sex thing.

- Right now, right now?
- Right now.

♪ There always was
some tension up there ♪

♪ Up in our brains...

I don't think
I owe Brandon shit.

I mean, it's not like
I'm some basketball player

who cheated on his
high school sweetheart

and mother of three
of four of his kids

with some white girl
who was way too young

and knocked her up too.

That's oddly specific.

I just think that Brandon
should just sign the papers

and move the fuck on.

The question is,
how much

will he be taking

when he moves the fuck on?

This is why I always
stress the importance

of having the proper
paperwork in place.

Very helpful.

How much is this gon' cost me?

When you've been married
ten years, the math changes.

Oh, that sounds like
lawyer for "a lot."

You'll be lucky
if it's just a lot.

It's probably closer
to a lot, a lot.

You started the business
when you were married.

So Brandon is
technically entitled

to profits from the business

for the rest of his life,

or at least
the life of the business.

I just can't believe

that I created
one of the only tech companies

run by a queer woman of color

just to have it
taken by some man.

And I've been with you
since the beginning.

So trust me,
it's killing me too.

Look, we can go to court
and try to fight it,

but you're likely
on the losing side,

and a trial would just
eat up even more money.

Your best bet is a lump of cash

to make him go away.

Like a hitman?

I know that's not
what you mean,

but it makes me feel good
to think about it.

That was incredible.

Ah, the best.

I met a soul mate
and in a show?

How lucky am I?

So... you like being in this?

It puts food on the table,

keeps my health
insurance going,

and I get to perform.

And that's enough for you?

Of course I dream of more,

but I also know how lucky I am.

I'm not stuck at some day job.

I'm getting paid
to do what I love.

Yeah.

It's just,

I always imagined more.

I thought I'd be a star.

But now I'm starting to wonder,

what if I'm not?

Am I okay with "good enough?"

Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?

I'm all for
beautiful Black love,

but you can't keep
fucking on my set.

We got here early

and got caught in the moment.

Again?

But that explains

why you haven't
texted back, Angie.

I have been trying
to reach you.

I need you to take a lead role.

- Which part?
- Georgina.

The maid that gets to sing,
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

"no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no,

"no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no" solo,
end of act one.

The very, very, very same.

Perla lost her voice
and had to drop out.

Now get some damn clothes on

and let's get to work.

Oh, you slept your way
to the top

without even knowing it!

Bitch!

Quinn!

It's beautiful.

Oh wow, I feel like
a Disney princess.

If Disney princess were
chic and sophisticated.

- And brown.
- Yes.

Oh, I'm glad that you're happy.

You're gonna make
such a beautiful bride.

Just a few tiny alterations
back here,

and then it'll be perfect,

and I will drop it off
to you tomorrow night.

Just let me get some pins.

And are you absolutely sure

you can't make it
to the wedding?

Oh, yeah, no, I... I can't.

It's just that Ian is
my best friend's ex,

and so even doing this dress

was kind of crossing
the friendship line a bit.

- Ah.
- But going...

Say no more.

Uh, Camille doesn't
want you there.

No! Oh, my God, no, no.

Camille is happy
for you both, okay?

She is so happy.
She is... she has moved on.

She is happily ever after
in love with Jameson.

Like, everybody's happy.

I just wanna make sure that
I'm keeping the peace is all.

Not that there isn't
peace to be kept.

There is... there will be
peace and serenity and love.

I just, um... I just, uh,

want to make sure
I'm doing the right thing.

Hey, Quinn.

Oh, uh, Isabela? Um, hello.

Did... did we have
an appointment today or...

Uh, no, I just wanted
to drop off

the stuffed animal we won
for JJ at the bowling alley.

You left pretty quickly
and he must've dropped it.

Oh, yeah, yeah, thanks.

Um, I took my boyfriend's
son bowling.

My boyfriend, Shawn.

He knew about it.

Okay.

Uh, great.

So we can just
leave it right here, and...

okay.

Anything else?
I mean, I'm busy.

Right.

Cool.

Um, what were we talking about?

You were talking about
doing the right thing.

What... what's that
supposed to mean?

Oh, yeah, right.
The right thing.

Yeah, I love doing
the right thing.

I always do the right thing.

Um... okay.

So I think
you're good here, and, um...

...you can just change,
and then I'll drop it off

to you tomorrow night.

Oh, are we not doing the...

Oh, the pins!
Yes, of course, yes, yes, yes.

We'll pin you, yes.

Go on and I'll pin ya up, yep.

Oh, hi, Tye.

Have you seen this show...

Okay, cut the shit, Brandon.

I'm done playing with you.

- What?
- I've waited for weeks

for you to sign
the divorce papers.

It's obvious you want money.

So 25K,

you sign, you go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's not what... wait.

Wait, wait, who said
anything about money?

Drop the act, Brandon!

I'm done putting you up
in my house

while you try to figure out
a way to steal my company.

I worked my ass off
for this shit!

On my own.

35K is as high as I'll go.

Here, sign.

And get your shit.

What happened to you?

I became me.

I didn't sign
the papers because,

crazy as this may sound,

I miss you, Tye.

And I know once I sign
these papers, that's it.

I ain't gonna never
see you again.

You can't blackmail
your way into a relationship.

But you think you can
blackmail me out of one?

You left me without
so much as a goodbye

or so little as a phone number
to keep in touch.

I literally would have died
if I stayed in Georgia.

I get that.

You needed to come out
and find yourself,

and that's awesome.

Good for you.

But, like, was it worth it?

You cut off contact
with me, your family,

everybody who loved you
back home, and for what?

You don't seem
to actually date,

and you got just
a handful of friends

that nobody even knows to call

when you got an emergency?

Don't get it twisted.

Those are my sisters.

Okay, maybe I'm shitty
at updating paperwork.

In fact, if I was better at it,

you wouldn't be here.

But I am sorry, Brandon.

You didn't deserve
the way I treated you.

I really didn't.

But hear this.

You do deserve
how I'm about to treat you.

You think this is about money?

Well, fine.

It's about money, then.

♪ Straight from
the cul-de-sac ♪

♪ Show you how to act ♪

♪ I give you lessons,
ain't no stressing ♪

♪ Baby girl,
don't mess around ♪

♪ Yeah, don't mess around,
yeah ♪

Come in.

Hi.

I'm the first one?

These hoes ain't never on time.

Actually, Angie can't make it.

She's still stuck at rehearsal.

And Camille is gonna be
a little late because...

well, because I told Camille
a different time

because I actually
wanted to talk to you

about something alone.

Oh, my God.

I can't deal
with no more drama today.

What? No. No, no, no.
There's no drama.

This is not drama.
This is nothing.

Actually, this is something.

A very big something.

I...

Okay, so, you know
how I've always hated...

okra?

Well, "hate" is actually
a very strong word.

It's not like I've been

okra-phobic
or anything like that.

It's just more like okra...

wasn't for me, you follow me?

I'm trying.

Okay.

And all of my life,
I've really been

a basic burger
type of chick, you know?

And... okra has been
on my mind recently

and has made me
a little... curious.

Pat, I'd like to solve
the puzzle.

Is okra pussy?

And here's the thing, it's...
don't get me wrong, okay?

Because it's not like
I don't enjoy

the comfort
of the burger still.

I do.
I mean, the burger is

just nice and sweet and honest.

But this one okra in particular

has really been
on my mind. and...

So you want to fuck a woman?

Oh, my God! I did not...

okay, look.

Um, I am not comfortable

calling it anything
other than curiosity right now.

Well, I've been
on the receiving end

of one too many
curious straight girls'

experimental nights
and fantasies,

which only ended up

leaving me invested
and then hurt.

So let me give you
a word of advice.

Maybe leave that okra
the hell alone

until you know
what you really want!

Wow, I...

I am really sorry, Tye.

I was not trying to offend you.

- I was just...
- No, I'm sorry.

I just...

I lied about my ex.

I don't want the other girls
to know yet,

but he didn't sign
the divorce papers.

What?

Oh, I thought I was early.

What'd I miss?

Nothing.

We're just bullshitting
about the weather wives.

What have you been up to?

Nothing.

Well, everything.
Well, not everything,

but a lot of things.

Yeah, there's a lot
of nothing-everything

going around.

Jameson asked me to go
with him to Chicago.

Oh, shit.

Every man wants you to move.

Not every man.

But yes,
we've been here before.

Well, the other man
that wanted me to go,

the Ian man,

there's a tiny little detail
I omitted

from my crazy
kidnapping Ian night.

Ian told me that
he's still in love with me.

And the moment

he said it out loud,

I knew that I felt it too.

I'm still in love with Ian.

- There, I said it.
- My God!

You're like Rachel McAdams
in The Notebook.

You're caught between
two good men.

Can we take
a second to talk about

how awful that ending
actually was?

I mean, the girl
gets Alzheimer's

and then she forgets
who her husband actually is,

and then they both die.

Okay, hello, spoiler!

I forgot about the end.

You guys, please.

This is not a movie though.

This is real life.

I need you to tell me
what to do.

Tell him, all right?
You let him go once.

Tell him how you feel
before he's married

and it's too late.

Yeah, but isn't that
the shittiest thing ever,

if I say something
and I break them up?

Yeah, but then
aren't you shitty

if you still let them
get married,

knowing that he's
still in love with you?

I don't know.

Yes?

But the one thing
I know for sure right now

is that Jameson is the guy
of my fairy-tale dreams.

You know,
he's the happy ending, right?

What do I do?

Do I go after my fresh start?

Or do I go after my heart?

Yeah, there's a lot of that
going around today too.

Oh, my God.

I just remembered
the worst news of the day.

We still have to sit through

fucking Get Out, again.

- Ha, ha, let's go!
- Yes!

Oh, my God, I wonder
who's here today.

Angie?

Angie.

Hey. Hi.

Look, I know we got off
on the wrong foot.

"We"?

But I just wanted to say

this role is your destiny,

and me and the show
and all of us,

we are all the better for it.

I'm the grudge-holding type.

Girl, bye.

Okay, everyone, gather around.

Gather around, gather around.

The moment we've all
been waiting for.

I have some really
exciting news.

Production handed me
this letter

sent by Mr. Jordan Peele
himself.

- Stop!
- Oh, my God.

Jordan asked that we read it
before tonight's show,

so let's do it.

"Hey, everybody."

"I heard you guys were doing
the musical version of Get Out

when one of your castmates,
Angela Wilson"...

"...sent my agent
thoughts on the script

"and reasons why
the Sunken Place dancer

needed more lines in a solo."

- That's my Angie!
- Okay!

"Well, imagine my surprise,

"as this is not...

"legally sanctioned or approved

or, I'm sad to say, happening."

What the fuck?

No.

No. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.

But... but I'm the lead.
The show must go on.

"Enclosed is a cease and desist
letter from my attorney."

- Great.
- "This show must not go on.

"Ever.

"The theatre manager
has been told

that Get Out the Musical
needs to, well, get out."

Round six! Here we go.

Jordan fucking Peele.

Girl, fuck him.

I do love him though.

He is the best, and that movie?

Ugh, he's so talented.

My failure is having déjà vu.

It's my record deal
all over again.

I swallowed my pride.

I worked my ass off,

and it was for nothing.

Maybe I'll never be a star.

- Oh, Ang!
- Angie, baby!

I think Ang needs
a plan B, y'all.

No, you got plan A!

- Don't you give up!
- Don't give up!

No, literally, a Plan B
before CVS closes.

Me and Eric been getting lazy
with the protection,

and that shit only works
for three days.

Well, I gotta jet too.

You know, Brandon think
he can take my money,

but he can't take it

from the comfort
of my guest room.

Fuck him!

Mm-kay, put his ass out.

You need backup?

No, girl, I got this on my own.

Okay, all right,
then bartender,

can we get another round?

Two please!

Thanks, Richard.

- Cheers.
- Mm.

Mm-mmm!

Mm!

When was the last time
we were drunk like this?

- I have never been this drunk.
- Lies, bitch.

Okay, remember at
your 25th birthday?

- Six Flags?
- Oh, shit!

Oh, shit,
we are banished for life.

Oh, my God, good times.

Ugh, but for real,
we have not had

an epic night since then.

You know what it is?

I am so scared that, like,

one of my students
is gonna see me,

and then they're
gonna videotape me,

and then I'm gonna get fired.

And I'm afraid that...

I'm just afraid in general.

You know what?

We have been good.

We've been so good for so long.
Where has that gotten us?

- Nowhere.
- Nowhere!

Girl, because we have just
been trying to live up

to everybody's expectations,
and for what?

For what?

We need to just do us!

Yes.

Life, here we come.

Brandon, you gonna get
out of my goddamn house!

Brandon? Bran...

♪ You were selfish
'bout my struggle ♪

♪ Boy, I'm selfish,
and I don't give a fuck...

You needed to come out
and find yourself,

and that's awesome.

Was it worth it?

You don't seem
to actually date.

Fuck you.

Poor Tye.

I need a time out.

Please, don't do this!

♪ All about me,
I'm all about me ♪

♪ Could give a fuck
about you ♪

♪ 'Cause you wasn't there
and you didn't hold me down...

- This is gonna be so great.
- Mm-hmm!

- Oh, there's Dard!
- Hey, ladies.

- Hey, Dard!
- Hey, beautiful.

Oh, my God,
can we get some of that

Harlem champagne?

Two bottles!

You guys had enough
to drink tonight,

but maybe next time.

- I promise.
- No!

- Gorgeous, both of you.
- Okay.

- Thank you.
- Okay, you too.

Okay, was he hitting on me?

I think he was hitting on you!

Bitch!

Hey, Harlem!

We are doing us. Mm-hmm.

But who is us? Is that English?

I don't know, I mean,
it sounded like words to me.

- Yeah.
- Whoop! Ooh.

I think I just peed a little.

- Ooh.
- It's fine. It'll dry.

- You know, Quinn...
- Mm-hmm.

I never pictured a life
for myself without academia.

But, you know, at some point,

don't you just
have to say fuck it

and stop trying
to push your way in?

You know, just...

Hell yeah. Absolutely.

Quitting Chase was
the best decision I ever made.

Mm.

Wait, so you think
I should quit?

I'm not saying.
I'm just saying.

Should I quit?

Camille.

What are you doing here?
It's late.

You look really pretty
at night.

Thank you.

I feel like you've had
a couple of cocktails.

I had a couple dozen cocktails.

And you know what?

That won't change the fact
that I am done

trying to prove
that I am worthy,

because I know that I am.

And you know what?
You know what else?

I know that I should
do my research

and journals and all
the whatevers and stuff,

but I am really proud

of my social media presence.

And also, do you wanna
know why my classes

are always waitlisted?

Why the number
of Black students

majoring in anthropology

has increased
in the last few years?

Because not only
can they see me,

but they can access me,

which lets them know
that they can be me.

So whether you like it or not,

social media is
here to stay, okay?

And, uh, I'm not.

I quit. I'm outta here.

Camille, I feel
a little blindsided.

Have you been talking
to other colleges?

I'm not.

For the first time
in my adult life,

I don't have a plan
on what's next,

and you know what?

It feels fucking great.

Try not to fall down my steps.

See you never, Dr. Pruitt.
Okay?

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, shit. Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- Come on.

- Oh, my God.
- Up, up, up.

- I did it! Okay.
- You did it!

Now it's your turn.

Let's go get your lady.

- I blew up my life!
- Yes!

Bye, bitch!

- Ah!
- Shh!

♪ Rapper work the green
just like the Masters...

You said if she was here
that it was fate!

Okay, well, if I go in,
you have to promise me

that if I say something,

that you're not gonna
be weird with me,

and then if I change
my mind and don't,

then you're not
gonna be mad at me.

Quinn,

we are so much more
than who we love.

- Right.
- Okay?

And honestly,
if I was gonna judge you,

there was, like,
so many guys, like,

I would have bailed
on this friendship, you know?

- Yeah.
- But she at least has a job.

- That's true.
- Yeah.

Okay, here I go.

Okay.

Isabela?

Hi. I was just, um...

wow, I like your place.

I should have come by sooner.

Are you okay?

Yes, I am fine, thank you.

And yourself, good lady?

You had a couple
cocktails tonight?

I mean, a night out
with the girls.

Oh, my God, school supplies.

Oh, I love school supplies.

I used to get them
all the time as a kid,

like, notebooks and pens
and Wite-Out and...

do they even make
Wite-Out anymore?

Yeah. Fun.

Well, um,

I just wanted to come by

and say I was sorry
for being rude before.

It's fine. You were busy.

No, I was a bitch.

I was a fucking bitch, okay?

I was like one of my customers

or, like, my mom.

Oh, God!

And the point is,

is I was just acting
a little weird

because I was caught off guard

because I never really
considered, like,

okra before,
you know what I'm saying?

But, like, I also haven't had
okra offered to me in this way.

And so whether or not
I take the okra,

I just didn't want you
to feel like okra

that I tossed in the trash.

I never offered you any okra.

Well, yeah, that's because
I never gave you the chance.

And I know
it's a really big step,

but how am I gonna know
if I don't try?

So I just wanted to try.
So this is me trying.

So here we go.

Isabela,

will you go on a date with me?

She said yes!

It's official!

I'm an LGBTQ, baby!

Oh, wait, I'm buzzing,

I'm buzzing.

- ♪ Buzzing in the car ♪
- Like a bee.

Oh, shit, Mira.

I was supposed to drop off
her dress at the Palace.

Do you wanna call this a night?

- No!
- We're just gonna go home.

- We're taking her home.
- No, no, we're not.

Okay, you know what?

Seeing the dress,

it's not gonna change the fact

that he's still
getting married.

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ You and me
used to be close ♪

♪ And right now,
that means the most...

Okay, okay.

All right. All right.
I'm just gonna go in

and come out and we'll be done.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Oh, but this is so weird.

No.

I mean, wouldn't it be
weirder if I went in?

- True.
- Yeah.

- I'll be quick.
- Yeah, totally.

♪ I didn't string you along ♪

♪ Don't pin it all on me...

The thing that
all classic fairytales have

in common is the infamous
"all is lost" moment.

The princess is powerless,

her fate entirely
in the man's hands.

Will he come rescue her?

Or maybe she'll rescue herself.

♪ It's never over
till it's over ♪

♪ Over till it's over ♪

♪ Even then, it's never
really over when it's over ♪

♪ Over when it's over ♪

♪ Never really over
when it's over ♪

♪ Over when it's over ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ How can you make me
feel a way ♪

♪ And now there's nothing
left to say ♪

♪ 'Cause it was all in vain ♪

♪ I just miss us ♪

♪ But there is no us no more ♪

♪ You say it's me,
I say it's your fault ♪

♪ But since you're not
the same no more ♪

♪ When it's over ♪♪

Ladies and gentlemen,
for their first dance,

Mr. and Mrs. Ian Walker.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ And I need you ♪

♪ Baby, I love you ♪

♪ I do need you ♪

♪ No matter what I do ♪

♪ All I think about is you ♪

♪ Even when I'm with my boo ♪

♪ Boy, you know I'm crazy
over you ♪

IAN: Camille?

Shit!

Hi.

Um...

I, um...

I was just here with Quinn,
who's, um,

dropping off Mira's gown.

So yeah, it's...
it's really beautiful.

I was looking for a restroom
and couldn't find it.

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.

The bathroom's down the hall.

Right.

Why do... why do you have that?

Oh, well, um, uh,

apparently, when I'm drunk,
I take signs.

I... um, I'm just gonna
put it back.

And find the restroom.

Look.

The real reason
that I came in here

is not to use the bathroom.

I don't know if I was

hoping I could stop this or...

hoping that you would, but...

you said you love me.

I love you too, Ian.

I love you in a way
that doesn't just go away.

You're my home.

My heart.

Since we met
all those years ago,

it's never gone away.

Why the fuck
would you say this to me

the night before my wedding?

Well... well, why are you
still getting married

if you're in love with me?

Look, Cam,

shit got crazy
the other night, all right?

I got caught up
in the emotion of it all,

- and I shouldn't...
- So you don't love me?

- Doesn't matter.
- It does matter!

No, it doesn't!

In a few hours,
my family, Mira's family,

our friends, everyone we love

are gonna be here,
watching us get married.

I'm marrying her.

This is the exact wrong time
to be having this conversation.

Maybe it's the exact right time

to be having
this fucking conversation.

Do you love me?

Say that you don't.

Or say that
it was just the night,

and I'll leave.

But I need to hear you say it.

Camille, I mean...

yeah.

Yeah.

I love you.

Now what?

You already broke
my heart once.

Five years ago, I wasn't ready

to take that leap of faith

until I knew that
you were committed.

I bought you a ring.

What?

I maxed out every card I had

to get you
that fucking ring, Cam.

Sorry.

I may not have the most money.

You know, I'm not the most
talented chef.

I didn't have much back then,

but everything I had,

I'd have given you.

This was supposed to be you.

It was always
supposed to be you.

♪ Brought me back to you ♪

♪ Have you ever took something
for granted ♪

♪ 'Cause you thought
you would always have it? ♪

♪ I won't let it slip away,
slip away ♪

♪ Swear I won't get
in the way, in the way ♪

♪ Ain't no way
we're meant to be ♪

♪ So let it be ♪

♪ When it all falls down ♪

♪ Way, way, way down ♪

♪ Friends turn
into strangers ♪

♪ Guess it's just me
and the maker ♪

♪ Sometimes you end up
having it ♪

♪ And then losing it ♪

♪ Just to figure out
what to do with it ♪

♪ I don't have
all the answers ♪

♪ But the trouble
made me better ♪

♪ 'Cause when it came
crashing ♪

♪ I was buried
in the baggage ♪

♪ Thought it had it
figured out ♪

♪ I look at me different now ♪

♪ Guess it had to happen ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I guess dreams come true ♪

♪ But not quite how you think
they do ♪

♪ They don't know
what we've been through ♪

♪ Brought me right back
to you ♪

♪ Have you ever took something
for granted ♪

♪ 'Cause you thought
you would always have it? ♪

♪ I won't let it slip away,
slip away ♪

♪ Swear I won't get
in the way, in the way ♪

♪ I know we were meant to be,
so let it be, yeah ♪