Tim Barry - Tacoma

^CIf your lifes about collecting other peoples faults ^CWell then I've fucked up before G^Amot back up and walked it off ^GIn a house of crumblin brick and ^Fplaster walls Feeling my way through the ^Cdark and you saw it ^Gall ^CHey now don't take this as a simple joke ^CBut it's easy to read a book by a child who ^Ampretends to be adult ^GWhos always running at the mouth ^Fbout each one as they walk out What you don't h^Cear is them talk about y^Gou

^AmSo watch the clouds roll in, watch the cl^Gouds roll in ^CDon't give me that shit about f^Friends ^CI've been there for you all alone, I^G'll never be there for you a^Cgain

^CIs it wrong of me to complete this disconnect ^COr is it strong of me to stumble and ^Amadmit I've missed some steps My^G conscience had grown quiet and my b^Furdens have grown less ^CIn silence I feel most ^Gcontent ^CBut I'd take you on, I'd take you any day ^CTo conflict with you now would w^Amaste time and energy See I'm d^Gone with certain feelings and su^Fbstance lacking fakes ^CI guess life's just easier that ^Gway