Tom: G
Introdução:
G
My keys in my pocket
C9 G
My suitcase is packed
G C9 G
On a mission to nowhere and I'm not coming back
G
My hands, they are shaking
C9 G
I'm sure that will stop
G C9 G
Rather take off running than stay here and rot
D C9 G
I gave it my all and I've got nothing left
D C9 G
The weight from this town pulls the air from my chest
D C9 G
I promise to write and send souvenirs
D C9 G
But I will be gone in the morning
Your keys on my nightstand and your suitcase the floor
G
I may not be the first to say I'm leaving
C9
But sure enough I'm bound to hit the road
Am
All my heirlooms are empty
D
You will have to watch me go
G
You should've seen the light go out in your eyes
C9 Am
When you finally caught on to the words I'm softly screaming
D
The right ones all along
You should've seen the light