Playing Tennis

 [Intro] F#  Bm5-  D#m  A#7

F#
 I can't write to a beat
              C#m              
 I wish I was better at playing 
       C#
guitar
                D#m
 I wish all my words came out as 
poetry
                   A#7           
 And I could spend all of my time 
           A#
making art

         F#
 Singing new songs, playing tennis
           Fm                      
 Reading fiction, painting pictures
           D#m
 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?

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    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#                                
 But still, you try to hold space 
         C#           C#m
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#                
 You hold me tight until the 
   F#
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#                
 You hold me tight until the 
   F#
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