Tom: G
Introdução:
G C
So, I could just sit here, listening to the breeze
D C G
Say we're all gonna die that curable disease
G C
So I'm ready to be taken wherever it takes me to
D C G
But I'd rather just sit here, waiting for you
G C
So look, see here, this is all that I am
D C G
Some amateur painting in a golden frame
G C
Forgive me, forgive me is all I have left
D C G
I guess I just needed a friend
Chorus
C Em
Words that once sounded sweet to my ears
C Em
Hold me close, I am full of these fears
C Em
Here where I stutter and shake
D C G
Only a mistake
G C
Now we can play dress-up, yes, I'll play the part
D C G
I'll stand up and laugh at my own frightened heart
G C
Ha-ha, ha-ha! Ain't it absurd how things can turn?
D C G
It's these kinds of nights, I forget the lessons I've learned
G C
So look, see here, this is all that you are
D C G
I tried to find out how I broke down these walls
G C
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it had to be that way
D C G
I guess I just needed a friend
C Em
Words that once sounded sweet to my ears
C Em
Hold me close, I am full of these fears
C Em
Here where I stutter and shake
D C G
Only a mistake
Solo
C Em
Words that once sounded sweet to my ears
C Em
Hold me close, I am full of these fears
C Em
Here where I stutter and shake
D C G
Only a mistake