Tono:
Introducción: D
D
Cold bare feet on a wood floor led
D
To a grown man lying in a child's bed
D
And I fought wrong that subtle dread
D
All the things I did to get ahead
A D
There's a grown man lying in my little bed
D
You were a teacher in my eighth class
D
What's love if not my dreams realised
D
Nothing to gain without compromise
D
I said I love well I think you knew that I lied
D A D
What's love if not your dreams realised
Bm D A Bm
Running to home I was a child and I was lonely
Bm A
Looking to feel like more the man
D Bm A Bm
I grew up despite now I'm angry just like you
Bm A
It's too late to take a stand
D
After was plenty the music was fine
D
I had only one thing to give for your time
D
So give it I did and you never asked why
D
The days were easy but at night I cried
A D
I had only one thing to give for your time
Bm D A Bm
Running to home I was a child and I was lonely
Bm A
Looking to feel like more the man
D Bm A Bm
I grew up despite now I'm angry just like you
Bm A
It's too late to take a stand
Bm A
It's too late to take a stand
D
Well cold bare feet on a wood floor led
D
To a grown man lying in a childs bed