Am F C Dm
Am F C Dm Am
Been gone a long time, I kinda lost my way, can't find it
F C Dm Am
And I caught a short ride to the grave and back this season
F C Dm Am
I try to get by but every time I start to panic
F C Dm
I'm a little bit shy, a bit strange and a little bit manic
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
C G
I went to a wishing well,
Am
and sank to the ocean floor
F
Got cut on the sharpened rocks
C
and washed out along the shore
G
I reached for a shooting star,
Am
it burnt a hole through my hand
F
and made it's way through my heart
Am F C Dm
have fun in the promised land
Am F C Dm
Am F C Dm Am
On a narrowing line, what a way to short my troubles
F C Dm Am
In a very short time, gonna pop, better duck and cover
F C Dm Am
Can to figure me out, I got caught like a little kid stealing
F C Dm
Did I say it too loud? A bit hard or a little misleading
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
C G
I went to a wishing well,
Am
and sank to the ocean floor
F
Got cut on the sharpened rocks
C
and washed out along the shore
G
I reached for a shooting star,
Am
it burnt a hole through my hand
F
and made it's way through my heart
Am F C G
have fun in the promised land
Dm F C G
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
Am F
La da da da, da da da da
C Dm
La da da da, da da da da da
C G
I went to a wishing well,
Am
and sank to the ocean floor
F
Got cut on the sharpened rocks
C
and washed out along the shore
G
I reached for a shooting star,
Am
it burnt a hole through my hand
F
and made it's way through my heart
Am
have fun in the promised land x2
