Gregory Alan Isakov - Second chances

A^Gll of my h^Ceroes s^Git up ^Amstraight They s^Gtare at the g^Cround They ^Gradi^Cate

Me, I'm ^Gmumbling in the ^Ckitchen for the ^Gsun to pay ^Amup ^GLonely is a ^Cring on a c^Gold coffee ^Ccup I'm ^Gsome sick ^Chound ^GDigging for b^Amones If it w^Geren't for second c^Chances, we'd a^Amll be al^Fone

My h^Gands they were st^Crangers l^Gost in the n^Amight They're ^Gwaving a^Cround in the ^Gdusty l^Cight I'm ^Gwaiting in the w^Cings while the ^Gtrees und^Amress

^GCupping my ^Cear to hear the ^Gwind conf^Cess I'm a ^Gghost in the g^Carden S^Gcaring the c^Amrows If it w^Geren't for second ^Cchances, we'd a^Amll be al^Fone

I'm r^Gunning from n^Cothing, no th^Goughts in my ^Cmind Oh my ^Gheart was all b^Clack But I ^Gsaw something s^Chine

Thought t^Ghat part was y^Cours, but it m^Gight just be m^Cine I could s^Ghare it with y^Cou, if you ga^Gve me the t^Cime I'm all b^Gloody kn^Cuckles, l^Gonging for h^Amome If it w^Geren't for second ch^Cances, we'd ^Amall be a^Flone

I'm a s^Ghot through the d^Cark I'm a b^Glack sinkh^Amole If it we^Gren't for second ch^Cances, we'd ^Amall be a^Flone