G They closed the parkway late last nightC And as I sat with the echoes of lies that I toldD I felt young never change my crooked heartG So put your shotgun back in the gloveC I'm only waiting another year for the dream far awayD To come home to be braveC D Well everything has changedEm G and now it's only you that mattersC D G I will find anyway to your wild heartG They boarded up the windows and the doors to my houseC No one will ever read the letters of the lies that I toldD From the years I was changed my crooked heartsG Why did they have to go and do us like thatC Why did they have to go and run from a dream far awayD We'll be there was that grave?C D Em G To think everything must die for anyone to matterC D G Got to find anyway to your wild heartC D G I will find anyway to your wild heartC D I will find anywayC D Em G Now everything has changed and I can't tell what mattersC D G I will find anyway to your wild heartG Your wild heart [x8]
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