I'm the tall glass of water you lost in

Your kitchen
    C
I'm casually cruel like a senior

Prediction
     Am7
Most likely to leave at the sign of a
           F7M
Fork in the road
           F
You looked just like your father as the

News was delivered
      C
Cut a hole in my heart that bled into my
 Liver
      Am7
I miss being alone when it didn't mean
      F7M
 Being alone

[Segunda Parte]

       F
And if love was contagious, I might be

Immune to it
C
Pain's like cold water, your brain just

Gets used to it
  Am7
I try to keep swimming and keep Dad's
                F7M
Good word in my mouth
             F
Now they're fighting like dogs in thе

Town across the river
        C
Over a brand new crosswalk that won't

Matter come winter
        Am7 
And sometimes folks just need something
              F
To be angry about
                 F7M
What you angry about?

[Estribillo]

         C 
I ain't bitter 'bout much these days
                       F7M           C
In some ways, I'm damn lucky to be here

           F                    C 
Where the miners stayed in the good old
Days
          F7M                  C 
Yes, real men used to sleep here
          Am7 
By those roadside graves where my
  G 
Friends still lay in
       F7M                C 
I walk by just to weep here
        Am7                  G 
They say killing time ain't a homicide
      F7M 
But a prayer for a leap year

[Tercera Parte]

         F
I'm the roach in your drawer, I lived

Here long before you
         C                      C  
I'm the rumble of war, it gets hard to

Ignore you
       Am7
Well, love, sometimes folks just need

Something they can scream at
F7M
Scream at
         F 
I'm the hills in the distance, you see
Me, can't be me
     C
You need me in half, Lord, I need you
Completely
   Am7
Oh, sometimes folks just need something
                   F7M
They can scream at

[Estribillo]

         C
I ain't bitter 'bout much these days
                       F7M             C
In some ways, I'm damn lucky to be here
           F                    C
Where the miners stayed in the good old
Days
          F7M                   C
Yes, real men used to sleep here
          Am7
By those roadside graves where my
  G
Friends still lay in
       F7M                  C
I walk by just to weep here
        Am7                  G
They say killing time ain't a homicide
       F7M
But a prayer for a leap year
        Am7                  G
They say killing time ain't a homicide
       F7M
But a prayer for a leap year

[Final]

        C                      F
I'm on running ground, I'm in Bordertown
       Am7                 F7M
I'm a college kid with my windows down
        F7M                   G
I'm an astronaut, you're the moon
           Am7            F7M
I stare at you, I sing to you
        C                      F
I'm on running ground, I'm in Bordertown
       Am7                 G
I'm a college kid with my windows down
        F7M                   G
I'm an astronaut, you're the moon
          Am7              F7M
I sing to you, I scream to you
              Am7                F7M 
I'll stare at you, I'll sting at you

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