Two A.

M.

and she calls me ’cause I’m still a (F)wake.

Can you help me un rav el my lat est mis (C)take?

I don’t love him.

Win ter just was n’t my sea son.

Yeah, we walk through the doors, so ac cus ing, their (F)eyes, like they have an y right at all to crit i (C)cize.

Hyp o crites, you’re all here for the ver y same rea sons.

’Cause you (Am)can’t jump the track.

We’re like (C)cars on a ca ble, and (G)life’s like an ho ur glass (D)glued to the ta ble.

(Am)No one can find the re (C)wind but ton, girl.

So (G)cra dle your head in your hands

and breathe,

just breathe.

Woh, breathe,

just breathe.

In May he turned twen ty one on the base of Fort (F)Bliss.

Just a day, he sat down to the flask in his (C)fist.

Ain’t been so ber since may be Oc to ber of (G)last year.

Here in town, you can tell he’s been down for a (F)while, but, my God, it’s so beau ti ful when the boy (C)smiles.

Wan na hold him; may be I’ll just sing a (Gsus2)bout it.

’Cause you

There’s a (Am)light at each end of this (C)tun nel.

You shout ’cause you’re (G)just as far in as you’ll (D)ev er be out.

And these (Am)mis takes you’ve made, you’ll just (C)make them a gain if you (G)on ly try turn ing a (D)round.

Two A.

M.

and I’m still a wake writ ing a (F)song.

If I get it all down on pa per, it’s no (C)long er in side of threat ’nin’ the life it be longs to.

And I feel like I’m na ked in front of the (F)crowd ’cause these words are my di a ry scream in’ a (C)loud.

And I know that you’ll use them how ev er you want to.

But you (Am)can’t jump the track.

We’re like (C)cars on a ca ble, and (G)life’s like an ho ur glass (D)glued to the ta ble.

(Am)No one can find the re (C)wind but ton now.

(G)Sing it if you un der stand,

and breathe,

just breathe.

Woh, breathe,

just breathe.