Intro: Dm F Bb x4
Dm Am Bb
verse 1:
Dm F
I don't plan anything
Bb
I'm trying to come
Dm
home thoughts of
F
you are always on
Bb Dm
my mind a runaway
F
from problems my
Bb
excuse when i am there
Dm F
you roll over once
Bb Dm
again I'm gone I'm old
F
it's plain to see this
Bb Dm
life of tragedy save
F
it for later that's
Bb
fucked we always said
Chorus 1:
F
what will that do for us
C/E
what will that do for us
Dm Am Bb
what will that do for us now
F
I tried to paint a picture
C
of the time that we
Dm
once shared you never
Am Bb
seemed to be so concerned
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