Concrete Blonde - When i was a fool

I re-^Amread silly lines That made ^Emsense at the time ^BbPages all stained with tears and red wine And I ^Amwalk through the airport and ^Emsee magazines Every ^Bbface that I see So much younger than me And I ^Amsmile to myself how I ^Emdon't even miss My ^Bbglorious past or the lips that I've kissed And I ^Amthink to myself that how ^Emeasy this is ^BbEasy to breathe, easy to live ^CAnd I wonder why I ^Bbtear myself in ^Amtwo Over ^Chow to be, ^Bbwhat to say and what to ^Amdo And I ^Cknow you liked me ^Bbbetter then And I ^Amknow you liked me ^Dbetter when I was a ^Amfool ^Em ...I was a ^Bbfool ...^Ammm ^Em ...I was a ^Bbfool ...^Ammm ^Em

^AmSo ^EmI l^Bbive in these days But I still have my old ways 'cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive And I see all around me the women on time Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife and do I surrender and give up my dream for a brick in the wall and a washing machine grow up and get real for a kid in their teens who won't care what I've done where I've been, what I've seen

^CAnd^Bb I w^Amonder why I tear myself in two over who to be, how to be and what to do and I know you liked me better then and I know you liked me ^Dbetter when I was a ^Amfool ^Em ...I...was a ^Bbfool ...I was a ^Amfool ^Em ...I was a ^Bbfool

^AmI'm^Em fr^Bbee to a fault I'm 45 I'm playing guitar I'm living my life Fly down the highway Sun on my face I belong to nobody I belong to no place