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Half Step Down Intro: C# B E A C# B E
AThe fountain was off. BThis is the first time I've been back to the citEy in months. AI'm trying to hold it togeBther but irony's found cracks iEn the foundation. AAnd you know, B EI try so hard to be some great white hope ABut I canB't shake theE feeling that C#tonight I'm Bgonna end up shakEing in bed alone.
Same as intro I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. I had to take my own advice and I did. Now I'm waiting for it to sink in. Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 'Cause what I learned was It's not about forcing happiness; It's about not letting the sadness win. I don't have roses in the closet But I've got pictures in a drawer It's everything left in me Not to stare at them anymore. I walked upstairs and shaved my beard. I felt like I was holding sadness here (I was holding sadness here) Bridge C# B C# B Ab/B Repeat I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. I had to take my own advice and I did. Now I'm waiting for it to sink in. Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 'Cause what I learned was It's not about forcing happiness; It's about not letting the sadness win. I don't have roses in the closet But I've got pictures in a drawer It's everything left in me Not to stare at them anymore. I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. I had to take my own advice and I did. I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. I had to take my own advice and I did.