Chords
Grow Old

Key: A

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
 C                                                           Am               F 
    this wasn?t supposed to be external
 C                                                   Am               F 
    but it seems i?ve made a mess
 C                                                 Am               F 
    this wasn?t meant to be special
 C                                                 Am               F 
    now it?s nagging me: confess

 C                             Am             F 
    don?t talk to me
 C                                         Am               F 
    i could improvise solutions
 C                                           Am               F 
    and i could try to reframe
 C                                                       Am               F 
    until i?m left with your admission
 C                                                           Am               F 
    that i?m not all there is to blame
 G                                     Am               F 
    i could lie to be gentle
 G                                           Am               F 
    we will never be the same
 C                   F                 Am                             F 
    the more adamant i am that it?s the surface
 G                                                         Am               F                         Am 
    the more the walls begin to flake
 C                             Am             F             C             Am             F 
    don?t talk to me
 C                             Am             F             C             Am             F 
    don?t talk to me
 Dm               Am 
    keeping count
 Dm                   Am                 G 
    as if the hurt could balance
 Dm                               Am 
    don?t walk with me
 Dm                     Am             G 
    your dirty feet are obvious
         F 
and how could you brag confidence
     Am                     G 
a willing keen participant
       F 
in rolling waves of incidents
               Am                               G                             C 
you?ve made your bed now sleep in it you prince

 C                                                             Am               F 
    they would?ve flared out like summer
 C                                                       Am               F 
    just some pictures i could keep
 C                                 Am               F 
    your memory?s inventive
 C                                       Am               F 
    i won?t ever fall asleep
 C                                             Am               F 
    and now i?m sorry for explaining
 C                                             Am               F 
    how you fucked it up again
 C                                                   Am               F 
    now i?m watching you backpedal
 C                                                       Am               F 
    i wasn?t supposed to feel ashamed
(no chord)