fig.2
verse1 -- (played with fig.1 until I can't mention)
(D) (G) (D)
(it) Seem's I usually get things right
But I can't understand what I did last night
fig.3
and it's hard to rely on my own good senses
(D) (G) (D)
I have to laugh with myself sometimes
and I can see that I'm not blind
fig.4
Does little relief
Give us reprieve (o-oh)
For all the things I've left behind
I'm positive that I'm not blind
verse 3 (played like verse 1)
I can't be hard on you
'Cause you know I've been there too
(G) Em
Whoa-oh Life gives little relief
Give us reprieve o-oh
When everyone is cold outside
I clench my fists and close my eyes
Imagining the world outside
And I can see that I'm not blind