G
Well the future's got me worried
                     C
Such awful thoughts
           Am
My head's a carousel of pictures
Am7          G
The spinning never stops
G                          C
I just want someone to walk in front
Am                      G
And I'll follow the leader


G
Like when I fell under the weight
                     C
Of a schoolboy crush
           Am
Started carrying her books
Am7          G
And doing lots of drugs
G                          C
I almost forgot who I was
Am                      G
But I came to my senses


G
Now I'm trying to be assertive
                     C
About making plans
           Am
Wanna to rise to the occasion, yeah
Am7          G
Meet all their demands
G                          C
But all I do is just lay in bed
Am                      G
And hide under the covers


Am                                D
Yeah, I know I should be brave
        G              Am7                  D
But I'm just too afraid of all this change


G
And it's too hard to focus
                     C
Through all this doubt
           Am
I keep making these to-do lists
Am7          G
But nothing gets crossed out
G                          C
Working on the record seems pointless now
Am                      G
When the world ends, who's gonna hear it?


G
But I'm trying to take some comfort
                     C
In written words
           Am
Yeah, Tim, I heard your album
Am7          G
And it's better than good
G                          C
When we get off tour I think we should
Am                      G
Hang and black out together


G
Because I been feeling sentimental
                     C
For days gone by
           Am
All the summers singing, drinking, laughing
Am7          G
Wasting our time
G                          C
Remember all the songs and the way we smiled
Am                      G
In those basements made of music


Am                           D
But now I've got to crawl
        G              Am7                  D
To get anywhere at all I'm not as strong as I thought

Am D G Am7 D (4x)

G
So when I'm lost in a crowd
Am
I hope that you'll pick me out
Am7
How I long to be found
D
The grass grew high, I laid down
G
Now I wait for a hand
Am
To lift me up, help me stand
Am7
I've been laying so low
D
Don't want to lay here no more


G
Don't want to lay here no more
D
Don't want to lay here no more
Am                                    G
Don't want to lay here no more

G
Everything that happens
                     C
Is supposed to be
           Am
And it's all predetermined
Am7          G
Can't change your destiny
G                          C
Guess I'll just keep moving
Am                      G
Someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going.