Intro : F C F CC F C I've been in denial for a while now ;F C But i'm coming aroundF C I've been blowing in a weird wind ;F C Wayward as a GreyhoundF C You took my grief with a grain of salt ;F C It was difficult, it was all my faultF C A long distance phone call from Philadelphia,F C F I was drunk and i needed to talkG F But once i had your attention,C G there's so much i meant to mentionAm C There's some things that i have come to understandF C You were dry land, i was a drowning manAm C They say the safest place is a basement in a stormF C Well darling during downpours, you were my cellar door( F C F C )F C Well, i half-assed ;F C I gift-wrapped a piece of shitF C I was the bearer of bad news ;F C F Your worst birthday presentC G That forlorn uniform you fold,C G and your ice cold eyes rolledAm C There's something things that i have come to understandF C G You were dry land, i was a drowning manAm C They say the safest place is a basement in a stormF C G Well darling during downpours, i was so self-absorbedAm C And time will tell if the hand your dealt is worth a damnF C G F C There's no knowing in advance, and the one you held has lost it's grasp( F C )
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