Tom: D
Introdução:
D
From the scrapes and bruises
Bm D/G
To the familiar abuses
D Em G
I'll kick and scream but it never changes anything
I could spill my guts out
D
This is not the man I hoped to be
And I'm just trying to stop the bleeding
Bm
I don't know how to word it
I just started to deserve it
D/G A
And all my, all my faces are alibis
D
And me, I'm half the man I wanted to be
D
Most times it all comes out wrong
Bm D/G
I don't know the words but I'll hum along
D Em
There's nothing familiar here anymore
Bm G D
to anyone or anything left to feel alive
And I still taste that sickness
E5 G5
So what am I? What am I? So what am I?
And all my, all my faces are alibis