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[Intro] |A / / /|/ / / /|E / / /|Emaj7 / / /| [Verse 1]
AMake my way through the motions, I try to igEnore it But home's looking Emaj7farther the closer I get ADon't know why I can't see the end Is it overE yet? Emaj7Hmm AA short leash and a short fuse don't match They tell me it ain't that bad,E now don't you overEmaj7react So I just hold my breath,A don't know why I can't see the sun when young should be Efun Emaj7
[Pre-Chorus]
And I guess the Abad can get better Gotta be wrong before it's right EEvery happy phrase enEmaj7graved in my mind And I've always Abeen a go-getter
There's truth in every word I write
But Estill, the growing pains, growing Emaj7pains They're keeping me N.C.up at night
[Chorus]
AHey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
And I Ecan't hide 'cause growing Emaj7pains are keeping me up at night AHey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
And I Bcan't C#mhide 'cause growing B/D#pains are keeping me up at night
[Verse 2]
ATry to mend what's left of my content incompreEhenEmaj7sion As I take on the stress N.C.of the mess that I've Amade Don'€™t know if I even care for "grown" if it's jusEt aloneEmaj7, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
And I guess the Abad can get better Gotta be wrong before it's right EEvery happy phrase enEmaj7graved in my mind I've always Abeen a go-getter
There's truth in every word I write
But Estill, the growing pains, growing Emaj7pains They're keeping me N.C.up at night
[Chorus]
AHey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
And I Ecan't hide 'cause growing Emaj7pains are keeping me up at night AHey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
And I Bcan't C#mhide 'cause growing B/D#pains are keeping me up at night
[Bridge]
AStarting to look like Ms. Know-it-all Can't take her own adEvice Can't find pieces of my peace of Emaj7mind
I cry more than I want to admit
ABut I can't lie to myself, to anyone 'Cause phoning it in isn't any fun Can't runE back to my youth the way I want to The days my brother was quicker to Afool
AM radio, not much to do
Used monsters as an excuseE to lie awake Now the monsters are the ones that I Emaj7have to face
No band-aids for the growing pains [Outro]
AHey, hey, hey yeah, hey yeah (oh yeah) Hey, hey, hey yeah, Bhey C#myeah
Hey, hey, hey yeah, hey yeah (no, no)
BHey (N.C.no band-aids for the growing pains)