John Moreland - Latchkey kid

^CWell tonight the stars are ^Fscreaming; I’ve long been learning how to let it ^Cgo ^CI got these old forgotten ^Ffeelings; Looking back on how I got so ^Clow Sometimes ^Flife plays like a ^Cseries of ^Dmexams And you need ^Fsomeone to wash the ^Cbad blood off your ^Dmhands Well you’ll ^Falways be my ^Cfavorite latchkey ^Dmkid I’m ^Fsorry that I ^Churt you like I ^Fdid ^{C F}

^CThere’s something wrong, something ^Fmissing; Something I’ve seen inside my ^Cfriends And ^CLord, It’s hard to have the ^Fvision; Standing at the darkest of dead ^Cends Won’t you ^Ftell me how the ^Cstory goes and ^Dmgoes When I’m ^Ftoo lost to tell my ^Ctemples from my ^Dmtoes Lord I’ve ^Fgot too many ^Cpages left to ^Dmturn To ^Fsit and wonder ^Cwhy that book won’t ^Fburn

^CSo here I stand, right be^Ffore you; Waiting for my turn to tow the ^Cline ^CDon’t let me die in Cali^Ffornia; While I’m dragging all these rivers in my ^Cmind Cause I’ve ^Ffound a love that ^Cshines into my ^Dmcore And I don’t ^Ffeel the need to ^Cprove myself no ^Dmmore And when I ^Flook into the ^Cmirror, now I ^Dmsee A ^Fman I never ^Cknew that I could ^Fbe