Tom: A
Introdução: A D E
A
So I'm alone for the
D
first time in five years
E A DE
holy fuck things have changed
A
I'm happy to see you
can live without me
D
I've sorted out my
E A DE A E/G#
life my, tragic life
F#m
Don't pat yourself
F#m E/G#
on the back yet
A
Just shut your mouth
A E/G# F#m
and pay your rent
And make a record
F#m E/G# E
they'll ne ver forget
F#m E
I care too much too
D A
much to leave
F#m
You don't turn your
E D A
back on family
F#m
Besides how could
A F#m
I ever look you
Bm
in the eye without
A DE
knowing that I tried?
A
Thank God it
wasn't winter when
D
all this me and you
E A DE
shit hit the fan
A
The sun the
streets the records
D
I bought were my
E A DE
crutches again and again
Don't pat yourself on the back yet
F#m E
I care too much too
D A
much to leave
F#m
You don't turn your
E D A
back on family
F#m
Besides how could
A F#m
I ever look you
Bm
in the eye without
knowing that I
A E/G# F#m
tried
A E/G#
Change is something I accept
F
but I can't accept a stranger
A E/G# F#m
in you so please oh please
F E
well please make this a dream
A
So I'm alone for the
D
first time in five years
E A DE
holy fuck things have changed
F#m E
I care too much too
D A
much to leave
F#m
You don't turn your
E D A
back on family
F#m
Besides how could
A F#m
I ever look you
Bm
in the eye without
knowing that I tried
A
I tried I tried