Macklemore - Starting over

^{Am G C} 1,2, now [Part 1] Those ^Amthree-plus years, I was ^Gso proud of Then I ^Cthrew them all away for two ^FStyrofoam cups The ^Amirony, everyone will ^Gthink that "He lied to me" Made my sob^Criety so public, there's no fucking privacy If ^AmI don't talk about it then I ^Gcarry a date A "0^C8/10/08" that ^Fnow has been changed And every^Amone that put me in some ^Gbox as a saint That I never ^Cwas, just a false prophet that never came And will they ^Amthink that everything that I've ^Gwritten has all been fake? Or will I ^Cjust take my slip to the ^Fgrave? ^AmWhat the fuck are my pa^Grents gonna say? The suc^Ccess story that got his life together and changed And you ^Amknow, what pain looks ^Glike When you tell your dad you ^Crelapsed and look at him di^Frectly into his face ^AmDeceit on your shoulders, de^Gceivingly heavy weight Haven't ^Cseen tears like this on my girl in a while The ^Amtrust that I once built has been be^Gtrayed But I'd rather ^Clive telling the truth and be ^Fjudged for my mistakes Than ^Amfalsely held up, given ^Gprops, loved and praised I guess^C, I gotta get this on the page Feelin^Amg sick and helpless,^G lost the compass where self is ^CI know what I've gotta do,^F and I can't help it ^AmOne day at a ti^Gme is what they tell us ^CNow I've gotta find a way to tell them ^{Am G C} God help 'em,^F yeah ^AmOne day at a ti^Gme is what they tell us ^CNow I've gotta find a way to tell them

^AmWe fall,^G so hard, ^Cnow we gotta ^Fget back what we ^Amlost^G, ^Clost ^AmI thought^G you’d gone, ^Cbut you were ^Fwith me all a^Amlong^G, a^Clong

^AmAnd every kid that ^Gcame up to me And said ^CI was the music they listened to ^Fwhen they first got clean Now look at ^Amme, a couple days ^Gsober, I'm fighting demons ^CBack of that meeting on the East Side, shaking, tweaking ^AmHope that they don't see it, hop^Ge that no one is looking That ^Cno one recognizes that fail^Fure under that hoodie Just ^Amposted in the back with my ^Ghands crossed, shooken If they ^Ccall on me I'm passin', if they talk to me I'm booking Out that ^Amdoor, but before, I can ^Gmake it Somebody stops me ^Cand says "Are you Macklemore? ^FMaybe this isn't the place or ^Amtime, I just wanted to ^Gsay that If it wasn't for '^COtherside,' I wouldn't have made it" I just looked ^Amdown at the ground and say, "^GThank you" She tells me she has ^Cnine months, and that she's so ^Fgrateful Tears in her ^Ameyes, looking like she's gonna ^Gcry, fuck I barely got ^Cforty-eight hours, treated like I'm some wise monk ^AmI want to tell her I re^Glapsed, but I can't I just ^Cshake her hand and tell her, "Con^Fgrats" Get back to my ^Amcar, and I think I'm tripping, ^Gyeah Cause God wrote "^COtherside," that pen was in my hand I'm just a flawed ^Amman, man, I fucked ^Gup Like so many ^Cothers, I just never thought I ^Fwould I never thought I ^Amwould, didn't pick up the ^Gbook Doin' it by my^Cself didn't turn out that good

If ^AmI can be an example of ^Ggetting sober Then I can ^Cbe an example of starting ^Fover If ^AmI can be an example of ^Ggetting sober Then I can ^Cbe an example of starting over

^AmWe fall,^G so hard, ^Cnow we gotta ^Fget back what we ^Amlost^G, ^Clost ^AmI thought^G you’d gone, ^Cbut you were ^Fwith me all a^Amlong^G, a^Clong