The Paper Kites - Midtown waitress

Oh^F# Momma, I don't want to sit and listen to What you're tal^G#mking about ^F#We're both young and we're going move to the city Yeah, we found a little pla^G#mce up there ^F#We don't need a lecture 'bout things that could go wrong I'm not a chil^G#md no more ^BSo let me be my own ^F#Let me be my own

So^F#, I got a job as a waitress It's not much, but we'^G#mre getting by T^F#hree months in, we're happy and we're living Like ^G#mI told you we could be Ev^F#ery time I call you, yeah, you're crying And I don't ^G#mwant to do you wrong B^But I'm not coming home Let me^F# be my own

^BOh, the things we do To make i^F#t on our own

Peo^F#ple say this town is fast, and if you don't hold on It blows you ^G#mback to where you came from God^F# is money, love's a game And everyone is angry at the pr^G#mesident Pro^F#tests on the street, people shouting And I'll say that I^G#m'm angry, too B^But not enough to go I'm^F# trying to be my own

Hey^F# Ma, it's been a while, yeah, I'm just checking in Seeing ho^G#mw you've been N^F#othing's wrong I'm doing fine, no, that's a lie I'm not d^G#moing so well Lo^F#st my job, and Joey found religion And he also f^G#mound another girl T^Bhat's not how it's supposed to go ^BAnd I'm missing home I^B'm trying to be my own But I ^F#guess I just feel a little alone

O^Bh, the things we do To m^F#ake it on our own