Intro
Bm   G   A (x2)


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Things ain’t what they used to be, you act less like you than me
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I never thought about it then, call it growing old or shedding skin
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You place the target for the blame, like a camera taking aim
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It hits you like a sedative, when you hear the shutter click

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First you showed up with the key and said, “You should probably come with me.”
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Next thing I knew I can’t recall what life was like before it all
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Then I’ll be the last to leave, nights getting drunk and losing speed
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I second guess the life I lead, but nothing else comes naturally to me


Chorus
      Bm  A   G   D       A           G
Saint Lucy’s eyes lead me through the dark
     G  G/F# Em        G   G/F#    Em             Bm
This life I lead, it’s not for the faint of heart

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Shaking off a nervous dream, trying not to think of anything
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I’m giving everything I’ve got just to scare the demons off
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I wander down the corridors, the housekeeping doing their chores
Bm                                 G                  A              Bm
I mumble something casually, cause nothing else comes naturally to me


Repeat Chorus


Bm                                    G               A
I close my eyes and try to breathe as I feel my chest tightening
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Only I know where I’ve been, I refuse to let the silence in
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My dreams are full of things I’ve seen, to the point and frightening
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I pray for daylight quietly, cause nothing else comes naturally to me


Repeat Chorus

Bm                                 G                 A
Things ain’t what they used to be, you act less like you than me
Bm                                  G                  A               Bm
I second guess the life I lead, but nothing else comes naturally to me