Tom: F#
[Intro] C Em Am7
C7 F Fm
[Primeira Parte]
C Em Am7
I swear to God, I wasn't born to fight
C7 F Fm
Maybe just a little bit, enough to make me sick of it
C Em Am7
But I can read between the lines
C7 F
I want to run from everything
Fm
But my legs won't work, it's clear to me
[Refrão]
C Em Am7
I haven't been much myself
C7 F Fm
And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell I'm feeling
C Em Am7
I think that I'm living, if you could call it living
C7 F
So brash and unforgivin'
Fm
Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
C Em Am7
Serving myself
C7 F Fm
Serving myself
[Segunda Parte]
C Em Am7
The timing's poor, I know it's never right
C7 F
It's hard to see this time of night
Fm
Hard to know the reasons why I fucked it up again
C Em Am7
Still I breathe a sigh
C7 F
It doesn't seem so lucky now
Fm
Maybe I can figure out why
[Refrão]
C Em Am7
I haven't been much myself
C7 F Fm
And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell I'm feeling
C Em Am7
I think that I'm living, if you could call it living
C7 F
So brash and unforgivin'
Fm
Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
C Em Am7
Serving myself
C7 F Fm
Serving myself
Am7 C F C
Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
F C F Fm
I'll be making my own way now, to where I got to be
Am7 C F C
Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
F C F Fm
I'll be making my own way now, to where I got to be
Am7 C F C
Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
F C F Fm
I'll be making my own way now to where I got to be
Am7 C F C
Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
F C F Fm
I'll be making my own way now to where I got to be
C Em Am7
Serving myself
C7 F Fm
Serving myself
