Tom: F
D
(F#)
Now, I can't behave
F#m
(Bb)
I feel it in my feet on the streets
G
(B)
But don't you know?
D
(F#)
There's something I can feel when I breathe
D
I told you once
F#m
You're breaking into separate parts
G
But don't you know?
Bm
It's something that I can't live without
G
(B) D
(F#)
And if somebody's going to make it
Bm
(Eb)
then this somebody ought to be you
G
(B) D
(F#)
And I keep telling my reflection
A
(C#) D
(F#)
Ambitions are already starting to fade
D
I can't tolerate
F#m
The feelings that I feel when I feel
G
But don't you know?
D
Some feelings never seem to let go
D
Like a silverblade
F#m
I cut my way out of control
G
But don't you know?
Bm
Some blades will cut you right to the bone
G
D
And if somebody's going to make it
Bm
then this somebody ought to be you
G
D
And if somebody's going to fake it
A
then this somebody, somebody is you
G
D
If it's me that was going to take it
Bm
then I know that it wouldn't be straight
G
D
And I keep telling my reflection
A
D
Ambitions are already starting to fade
Bridge
D
I Can't tolerate
(Can't tolerate)
F#m
A
I Can't tolerate
(Can't tolerate)
G
D
And if somebody's going to make it
Bm
then this somebody ought to be you
G
D
And if somebody's going to fake it
A
then this somebody, somebody is you
G
D
If it's me that was going to take it
Bm
then I know that it wouldn't be straight
G
D
And I keep telling my reflection
A
D
Ambitions are already starting to fade