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It's nAot the road we used to know, they F#mtore some buildings down. The traEffic's like a pack of dogs. A
There's fewer trees, windows, flees,
coF#mncrete on the lawn. There's peEople here but you are goneA. And I'm fF#mine, still swimming through tiC#mme. AfEraid some days I've reached the shore.A Make yourself fF#mree, a man said that to C#mme. Now my hBmeart is like an Eopen Adoor. And the road fiBmnally gave me bEack but I doAn't thinkA/G# I'll unpaF#mck F# 'Cause I'm nBmot sure if I lEive here anAymore.
It's not my weight that makes me faint.
Or the suF#mgar in my blood. but the Eway these strangers stand so closAe.
They say my name, like a guessing game.
"F#mHey, Is that really you'" No, EI don't think it ever wasA. In the spF#mring, when the world's turning gC#mreen, I oEnly think about the faAll, or the frets on the bF#moard a progression of cC#mhords. Oh Bmhow I want this Eto resolve.A And the road fiBmnally gave me bacEk, but I dAon't thinkA/G# I'll unpaF#mck. F# 'Cause I'm Bmnot sure if I lEive here anymorAe. Now the road finBmally gave me bEack, but I dAon't think A/G#I'll unpF#mack. F# 'Cause I'm Bmnot sure If I live hEere, no, I'm nBmot sure if I liEve here anymore. I'm Bmnot sure if I Elive here anymoreA