C   Dm   C   Dm   C


I'm worried I aint got the nerve to play

I'm told my problem is I act to late
     Dm
that even though I know what I say
                 C
it may not translate

I only ever try to avoid these games

If I lose my baby then I lose my way
Dm
Lose like any gambler would
                 C      F
who never could wait


                         Dm               G
I aint competing just to hold you back
                          Am                  F
I'm never hiding you just follow my tracks
                                Dm 
I have the kind of thoughts you gotta distract
           Am              C
I wouldn't lean on that



I get no feeling the ordinary way

I'm only guessing, guess I like it that way
    Dm
you see that habit still remains
                 C
of hiding from change

the only voice that answers me

is the voice of mine at age thirteen
    Dm
who learnt you never get no place
                       C      F
with the weakest handshake


                 Dm              
I lie under and hide at the worst
                  Am                  F
I prepare for the end at the first
                                 Dm
I have the kind of thought that sleeps like a curse
       Am           
and it leans on her


F Dm F Dm Am   F


                         Dm               G
I aint competing just to hold you back
                          Am                  F
I'm never hiding you just follow my tracks
                                Dm 
I have the kind of thoughts you got to distract
           Am          
I wouldn't lean on that