Intro: E D G C
G
The fountain was off.
G C
This is the first time I've been back to the city in months.
G
I'm trying to hold it together but irony's found cracks in the foundation.
C
And you know,
G
I try so hard to be some great white hope
E C G D G D
But I can't shake the feeling that tonight I'm gonna end up shaking in bed
G
alone.
E D
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
G E
I had to take my own advice and I did.
D G
Now I'm waiting for it to sink in.
E D G
Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 'cause what I learned was
E D
It's not about forcing happiness;
G
It's about not letting the sadness win.
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C
I don't have roses in the closet
G
But I've got pictures in a drawer
C
It's everything left in me
G
Not to stare at them anymore.
C G
I walked upstairs and shaved my beard.
C
I felt like I was holding sadness here
G
(I was holding sadness here)
C G C G
E D
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
G E
I had to take my own advice and I did.
D G
Now I'm waiting for it to sink in.
E D G
Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 'cause what I learned was
E D
It's not about forcing happiness;
G
It's about not letting the sadness win.
(You can hold these out if you wish)
C
I don't have roses in the closet
G
But I've got pictures in a drawer
C
It's everything left in me
G
Not to stare at them anymore.
E D
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
G
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
E D
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
G
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid.
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