The Dear Hunter - Tripping in triplets

^EThere must be something that ^Amkeeps me ^Eawake, Or ^Esome kind of ^Ampill I can ^Etake, To ^Abreak these bad ^Ehabits. I would ^Elie if I said that this ^Amdidn't get ^Etough, Two left ^Efeet on the ^Amfloor in a ^EWaltz, At an ^Bodd tempo.^E

Am I ^Astuck at the ^Bankle, or ^Ecaught at the ^Aknee? A ^Acurious ^Bpuzzle still ^Ecursing ^Ame To ^Bfollow or ^Elead.

You ^Egave me a heart and then ^Amtaught me to ^Ehurt. I can't ^Etell just which ^Amoption is ^Eworse, Dying ^Apure or ^Eaware.

So these ^Efeet keep on tripping in ^Amtriplets to ^Ebeats Too far ^Eoff for my ^Amears to ^Ereach, Just a ^Ahint of timing.^E

Am I ^Astuck at the ^Bankle, or ^Ecaught at the ^Aknee? A ^Acurious ^Bpuzzle still ^Ecursing ^Ame, To ^Bfollow or ^Elead.

^C#mAnd I ^G#don't know ^Ewhere I'm ^Egoing, ^{E G# B C#m}Cause I ^G#can't see the ^Eroad, oh it's ^Ewinding,

Just as ^F#mlong as I keep ^Bbreathing, I've ^Egot this uncomfortable ^C#mfeeling, Heavy ^F#mfeet, shaky ^Bhands, troubled ^Ehall.