Tom: Bm
Bm A
Well I could curse this neighborhood
D G
For giving me just what it should
F#m Bm
A place to set my lawyers bars
Em A
In backseats of my high friends cars
Bm A
I’m standing still, I’m thinking fast
D G
My second natures built to last
F#m Bm
I’m first in line to disappear
Em A
And rethink in about ten years
D Gm D
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
Gm D
To stand with open arms
Gm Em
To course correct my self respect
A D
Until I go too far
A Bm
And I’ll measure by the best
A D
And I’ll swear that I’m the worst
A G Gm
And I’ll place my bets on my only card
Bm A
So I could curse this neighborhood
D G
For letting me be what i could
F#m Bm
Please cut me down out of the roots
Em A
I planted with a good excuse
Bm A
I’m thinking slow and moving fast
D G
Like easy roads are built to last
F#m Bm
Like hypocrites need sympathy
Em A
For fighting who they’re meant to be
D Gm D
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
Gm D
To stand with open arms
Gm Em
To course correct my self respect
A D
Until I go too far
A Bm
And I’ll say I need the best
A D
And I’ll measure by the worst
A G Gm
And I’ll raise my debts And say it ain’t so hard
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Bm A
So I could curse this neighborhood
D G
For keeping me from what it could
F#m Bm
I’m cashing in I’m moving up
Em A
I’m spending all my time and luck
Bm A
Im heading on I’m looking back
D G
Im setting up an even match
F#m Bm
I’ll stop rethinking each mistake
Em A
Nothing short of ten years late
D Gm D
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
Gm D
To stand with open arms
Gm Em
To course correct my self respect
A D
Until I go too far
A Bm
And I’ll try to be my best
A D
And I’ll live with all my worst
A G Gm
And I’ll get upset and thank my fate and stars
