[Intro] Am G C F
Am G C F
[Primeira Parte]
F G
The fountain was off
C F
This is the first time I’ve been back to the city in months
G C
I’m trying to hold it together but irony’s found cracks in the foundation
[Segunda Parte]
F G
And you know
C
I try so hard to be some great white hope
F G Am Dm F G
But I can’t shake the feeling that tonight I’m gonna end up shaking in bed
C
alone
[Refrão]
Am G C
I’m not a self-help book; I’m just a fucked up kid
F Am
I had to take my own advice and I did
G C F
Now I’m waiting for it to sink in
Am G C
Expect me standing tall, back against the wall
F
'Cause what I learned was
Am G
It’s not about forcing happiness
C F
It’s about not letting the sadness win
( F G C )
F
I don’t have roses in the closet
C
But I’ve got pictures in a drawer
F
It’s everything left in me
C
Not to stare at them anymore
F C
I walked upstairs and shaved my beard
F
I felt like I was holding sadness here
C
(I was holding sadness here)
( F C F C )
[Refrão]
Am G C
I’m not a self-help book; I’m just a fucked up kid
F Am
I had to take my own advice and I did
G C F
Now I’m waiting for it to sink in
Am G C
Expect me standing tall, back against the wall
F
'Cause what I learned was
Am G
It’s not about forcing happiness
C F
It’s about not letting the sadness win
F G
I don’t have roses in the closet
C
But I’ve got pictures in a drawer
F G
It’s everything left in me
C
Not to stare at them anymore
Am G C
I’m not a self-help book; I’m just a fucked up kid
F Am
I had to take my own advice and I did
G C
I’m not a self-help book; I’m just a fucked up kid
F
I had to take my own advice and I did
[Final] F C G
F C G
