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Hot on the Trail by Steam Powered Giraffe Written by David Michael Bennett [Verse 1]
AmWell you don’t like that way that I am (is not the way) FWay that you want and the way you understand (but I can’t) CCan’t help being the way that I am (it’s just the way) GWay that it is and what I know so sorry about
AmAll of these things that I be and I know (it's all me) FAnd not you but this ain't how I wish (it to be) CFor you and your way and I know (it’s all me) GJust know that I know, I know it’s all on me
[Pre-chorus]
FAll the little pieces make up Gso much sense in the Amdistance, a-whoa-ho-ho-ho FFragmented to the Gpoint of is it Ampossible?
[Chorus]
FHot on the Gtrail of a Amreal fine Flife FThis could Gbe what it Ammeans to be aFlive FCan’t be too Gsure but it Amfeels the right Fway FLove is iGnfinite like sunAm rays
[Verse 2]
I Fknow what I Gneed to be Cme And I Fknow being Gme makes it Chard to see FStanding on a Gprecipice isn’tC new ThoseF demons someGtimes get me seCeing blue
[Bridge]
FAll this, call this, Gwhat you want but it CMakes me feel aFlive
FStowed it , showed it, Gnow I know it CCan’t be in my Fmind
FIt was foreign, pouring, GI’ve been storing CThis for a long Fwhile
FI consumed, felt doomed, Gsung a new tune CEventually in Ftime
[Verse 3]
AmBut you don’t like that way that I feel (is the way) FWay that makes you feel worse all of the time (and I know) CKnow that it’s not okay for you (and it’s not) GNot for me and is for you so sorry about
AmAll of these things that you didn’t sign up for (and I don’t) FDon’t wish the pain on you it’s so sore (but I’ve been) CHonest to fault (but it doesn’t help) GI know that hurts and it hurts and it keeps on hurting
[Ad lib]
AmEvery single time we try and try to Fmake things right for you and I CWe just kept digging, digging it deep EBelow our feet ‘till we started to sink
AmAnd I didn’t know what what to do FI told myself the truth the truth CAnd I could understand and you could understand E7But how could we stand, when there was nowhere to stand?
AmAnd all the little things that get under our skin Didn’t Fmake us better in that heavy weather I Chope that it’s better but never upsetter We E7took ours hands, made some vague plan
{Pre-Chorus]
FAll the little pieces make up Gso much sense in the Amdistance, a-whoa-ho-ho-ho FFragmented to the Gpoint of is it poAmssible?
[Chorus]
FHot on the Gtrail of a Creal fine Flife FThis could Gbe what it Cmeans to be aFlive FCan’t be too Gsure but it Cfeels the right Fway FLove is Ginfinite like sunC rays
[Verse 4]
I Fknow what I Gneed to be Cme And I Fknow being Gme makes it Chard to see The Fdistance hasn’t Galways been Cclear But Ffinally with our Glove it could aCppear E
And Fyou don’t like what it is And Gyou don’t know what it is And FI can’t sum it up easily But GI know what it is that I plainly see
[Outro]
Yeah Amwho could have liked what it was? FIt caused such a fuss CMy heart placed in your hand GThen we gave love a chance and
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