B F# B F#
                               B          F#
They say it's all about perspective
          B     F#
Well how's this?
                  B          F#
20 years on, depressive
         D#m  (E)   F#
And my shirts don't fit
                     B          F#
I think I've started dwelling 
         B                  F#
On the equivalent of the spelling
                      B        F#
When I know the meaning
            D#m         (E)      F#
It's just a word I have trouble reading
      
           E
If you're on the road right now
          F#
By god I hope you packed a sweater
                E
You're gonna be really disappointed 
       F#
If you held hope for better weather
             E
But can like us we grow so tough
               F#
Our skin gets thick as heavy leather
           E          F#             B      F#
Yeah we're doomed and blessed, I guess

B F#

                         B         F#
You tend to feel a bit defective
             B         F#
When you miss
                B            F#
Most every mark expected
         D#m          (E)    F#
Ya know some say that I deserve this
             B       F#
I'm fast at peace now
B                F#
At least for the moment
          B          F#
Until the next crowd
             D#m    (E)          F#
Looks on and wonder as they ask "How?"
                E
I turn my self over like a rock 
           F#
So you can all see just what's under
       E
Every single creepy crawly
               F#
Will have you itching as you wonder
        E
Are you solid like the rock
        F#
Or more prone to break asunder?
          E           F#             B
Yeah I'm doomed, I'm blessed, I guess