Tono: F
Introducción:
F#
I can't write to a beat
C#m C#
I wish I was better at playing guitar
D#m
I wish all my words came out as poetry
A#7 A#
And I could spend all of my time making art
F#
Singing new songs, playing tennis
Fm D#m
Reading fiction, painting pictures of how it was
A#7
How it was
G#m7
If I could rearrange my thoughts
B
If I could contain my emoticons
F
If I could make it stop
F#
Don't you think I'd make it?
G#m7
If I could rearrange my thoughts
B
If I could contain my emoticons
F
If I could make it stop
F#
Don't you think I'd make it?
Fm
Sad days turn to cold nights
D#m A#7
When I'm in bad way and I act up
F# C# C#m
But still, you try to hold space when I don't act right
D#m A#7
In a cold way, I try to back up
A# G#m
But you don't let me walk away
B C# F#
You hold me tight until it fades
F# G#m7
And you don't let me walk away
B C# F#
You hold me tight until the morning
A# G#m
And you don't let me walk away
B C# F#
You hold me tight until it fades
F# G#m7
And you don't let me walk away
B C# F#
You hold me tight until the morning
F#
Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
G#m
Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
F#
Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
G#m
Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk