[Intro] F#  Bm5-  D#m  A#7
 
F#
 I can't write to a beat
              C#m                     C#
 I wish I was better at playing guitar
                D#m
 I wish all my words came out as poetry
                   A#7                      A#
 And I could spend all of my time making art
 
         F#
 Singing new songs, playing tennis
           Fm                                 D#m
 Reading fiction, painting pictures of how it was
        A#7
 How it was
 
   G#m7
 If I could rearrange my thoughts 
                 B
 If I could contain my emoticons 
    F
 If I could make it stop 
     F#
 Don't you think I'd make it?
 
    G#m7
 If I could rearrange my thoughts
                 B 
 If I could contain my emoticons
    F
 If I could make it stop
     F#
 Don't you think I'd make it?
 
                   Fm
 Sad days turn to cold nights 
             D#m                 A#7
 When I'm in bad way and I act up
F#                                         C#           C#m
 But still, you try to hold space when I don't act right
        D#m                     A#7
 In a cold way, I try to back up
 
A#                             G#m
 But you don't let me walk away 
B              C#                F#
 You hold me tight until it fades
F#                             G#m7
 And you don't let me walk away
B              C#                   F#
 You hold me tight until the morning

A#                             G#m
 And you don't let me walk away
B              C#                F#
 You hold me tight until it fades
F#                             G#m7
 And you don't let me walk away
B              C#                   F#
 You hold me tight until the morning

F# 
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
G#m 
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
F# 
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
G#m 
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk
 
 [Final]  D#m7  G#m7  G#m