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        1,2, now

[Part 1]
      Am                      G
Those three-plus years, I was so proud of
       C                           F
Then I threw them all away for two Styrofoam cups
    Am                   G
The irony, everyone will think that "He lied to me"
           C
Made my sobriety so public, there's no fucking privacy
   Am                           G
If I don't talk about it then I carry a date
    C             F
A "08/10/08" that now has been changed
         Am                      G
And everyone that put me in some box as a saint
             C
That I never was, just a false prophet that never came
              Am                              G
And will they think that everything that I've written has all been fake?
          C                        F
Or will I just take my slip to the grave?
Am                     G
What the fuck are my parents gonna say?
       C
The success story that got his life together and changed
        Am                    G
And you know, what pain looks like
                           C                          F
When you tell your dad you relapsed and look at him directly into his face
Am                          G
Deceit on your shoulders, deceivingly heavy weight
        C
Haven't seen tears like this on my girl in a while
    Am                                 G
The trust that I once built has been betrayed
               C                             F
But I'd rather live telling the truth and be judged for my mistakes
     Am                     G
Than falsely held up, given props, loved and praised
       C
I guess, I gotta get this on the page
      Am                  G
Feeling sick and helpless, lost the compass where self is
C                         F
I know what I've gotta do, and I can't help it
Am             G
One day at a time is what they tell us
C
Now I've gotta find a way to tell them
Am G C             F
      God help 'em, yeah
Am             G
One day at a time is what they tell us
C
Now I've gotta find a way to tell them

[Hook]
Am      G
We fall, so hard,
C            F                Am  G C
now we gotta get back what we lost, lost
Am       G
I thought you’d gone,
C            F            Am  G  C
but you were with me all along, along

[Part 2]
Am                 G
And every kid that came up to me
         C                                F
And said I was the music they listened to when they first got clean
            Am                G
Now look at me, a couple days sober, I'm fighting demons
C
Back of that meeting on the East Side, shaking, tweaking
Am                              G
Hope that they don't see it, hope that no one is looking
     C                          F
That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie
     Am                         G
Just posted in the back with my hands crossed, shooken
        C
If they call on me I'm passin', if they talk to me I'm booking
         Am                      G
Out that door, but before, I can make it
                  C
Somebody stops me and says "Are you Macklemore?
F                             Am                     G
Maybe this isn't the place or time, I just wanted to say that
                  C
If it wasn't for 'Otherside,' I wouldn't have made it"
              Am                           G
I just looked down at the ground and say, "Thank you"
                     C                              F
She tells me she has nine months, and that she's so grateful
             Am                             G
Tears in her eyes, looking like she's gonna cry, fuck
             C
I barely got forty-eight hours, treated like I'm some wise monk
Am                     G
I want to tell her I relapsed, but I can't
       C                                F
I just shake her hand and tell her, "Congrats"
               Am                             G
Get back to my car, and I think I'm tripping, yeah
                 C
Cause God wrote "Otherside," that pen was in my hand
                  Am                 G
I'm just a flawed man, man, I fucked up
             C                              F
Like so many others, I just never thought I would
                  Am                        G
I never thought I would, didn't pick up the book
              C
Doin' it by myself didn't turn out that good

[Bridge]
   Am                     G
If I can be an example of getting sober
           C                         F
Then I can be an example of starting over
   Am                     G
If I can be an example of getting sober
           C
Then I can be an example of starting over

[Hook]
Am      G
We fall, so hard,
C            F                Am  G C
now we gotta get back what we lost, lost
Am       G
I thought you’d gone,
C            F            Am  G  C
but you were with me all along, along

[Outro]
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