C
Sometimes
G E
Making songs for a living
Am G F
Feels like living to make songs
C
And sometimes
G E
I get an uneasy feeling
Am G F
That I'm doing something wrong
Am G/B C F
'Cause nothing really feels like home
Am G/B C F
And I just want to be alone
C G/B C Dm G
Calculate the hours till the power in the well goes dry
C
I'm watching as the stage goes black
G
How long until we all go back
Am
To being nothing at all
G F
Nothing but a spark in someone's eye
C
Am I giving all that I can give
G E
Am I earning the right to live
Am
By looking in a mirror
G F
There's nothing more sincere than selfish art
C
Sometimes
G E
I got nothing to say
Am G F
I think breaking a heart Could maybe be the start of some new page
C
And sometimes
G E
I play a couple war games
Am G F G
Using live ammunition So I can fix what I'm missing
Am G F G
Most of my songs are true
Am G F Dm
Most of my songs are due to some broken people
G (C-C-C) G
So I could write a single
C
I'm watching as the stage goes black
G
How long until we all go back
Am
To being nothing at all
G F
Nothing but a spark in someone's eye
C
Am I giving all that I can give
G E
Am I earning the right to live
Am
By looking in a mirror
G F
There's nothing more sincere than selfish art
C
I'm watching as the stage goes black
G
How long until we all go back
Am
To being nothing at all
G F
Nothing but a spark in someone's eye
C
Am I giving all that I can give
G E
Am I earning the right to live
Am
By looking in a mirror
G F
There's nothing more sincere than selfish art
Am G F G
There's nothing more sincere than an empty heart
Am G F G
There's nothing more sincere than who we are
end on C
Than who we are