Misc Originals - Garrett nichols - borrowed guitars and small town bars

^DOh, I say the d^Aumbest things when I ^Bmfeel ^Aalone^{G D}My words they never ^F#mean quite what they ^Ashould. ^DI only speak re^Agret and I ^Bmseem ^Ato for^Gget ^DThat I can be short^F#sighted on my ^Aown. ^DChildlike dreams, and ^Aold routines, ^Bmfill ^Amy ^Ghead ^DBoth comfort and c^F#haos work for ^Ame

Oh you ^Bmneed ^Ato ^Gknow, what I’m ^Dgo^Ain ^Gthrough But ^AI cant f^Gind the words to s^Day What you ^Bmneed ^Ato ^Ghear, how to ^Dmake ^Ayou ^Gfeel ^AOooooh to ^Gmake it all alri^Dght

^DTrapped back in the c^Aorner, I put ^Bmmys^Aelf ^Gin ^DWondering how I g^F#ot here once ag^Aain ^DDid I speak to ^Aquickly? Did I h^Bmurt y^Aour h^Geart? Do you ^Dthink that I don’t ^F#think of you at ^Aall?

Oh I n^Bmeed ^Ato ^Gknow, what your ^Dgoin^Ag t^Ghrough But s^Aometimes, ^GI can’t hear at ^Dall. What you ^Bmneed ^Ato ^Gsay, how to ^Dun^Ader^Gstand O^Aooooh I ^Gpromise you I ^Dtry

^DBorrowed gui^Atars and ^Bmsmall ^Atown ^Gbars ^ABlind me from ^Bmwhat I have^Em today ^DBig dreams of ^Adays, ^Bmstill s^Ao v^Gague ^APraying that you’ll ^Bmnever go a^Emway

^ATh^Gat^D’s why you n^Bmeed ^Ato ^Gknow, what I’m ^Dgoi^An t^Ghrough So I^A will ^Gtry to find the ^Dway What you ^Bmneed ^Ato ^Gsee, what you ^Dneed ^Ato ^Gfeel O^Aooooh to ^Gmake it all al^Dright