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Key: D

Introduction:

        G  DEm  
                                  Em                                                         G                      D  
I've been in denial for a while now  
                             G            D  
But i'm coming around
                          Em                                                            G                      D  
I've been blowing in a weird wind  
                                     G                      D  
Wayward as a Greyhound
                                Em                                                                    G    D  
You took my grief with a grain of salt  
                          Em                                 G                      D  
It was difficult, it was all my fault
                     Em                                                         D  
A long distance phone call from Philadelphia,
                  G                                                      D                              G  
I was drunk and i needed to talk
                                             A                                 Em  
But once i had your attention,
                                     D                              A  
there's so much i meant to mention
Bm                                                                                                                    D  
There's some things that i have come to understand
                          G                                              D  
You were dry land, i was a drowning man
Bm                                                                                                                    D  
They say the safest place is a basement in a storm
                                                        G                                                      D  
Well darling during downpours, you were my cellar door
 Em  DEm  
                        Em                         D  
Well, i half-assed  
          G                                                         D  
I gift-wrapped a piece of shit
                             Em                    D  
I was the bearer of bad news  
                G                                    D                         G  
Your worst birthday present
                                                D                      A  
That forlorn uniform you fold,
G                    D                                                 A  
and your ice cold eyes rolled
Bm                                                                                                                      D  
There's something things that i have come to understand
                             G                                            D                      A  
You were dry land, i was a drowning man
Bm                                                                                                                    D  
They say the safest place is a basement in a storm
                                                        G                                                 D                            A  
Well darling during downpours, i was so self-absorbed
Bm                                                                                                                                      D  
And time will tell if the hand your dealt is worth a damn
                                                          G                                                                 D                    A                         G                    D  
There's no knowing in advance, and the one you held has lost it's grasp
 Em  D)