Tom: F#
[Intro] A B
E Eb
I stand in a line
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And I think of all the times that maybe you were right
B E Eb A B
Maybe you were right
( A B )
E Eb
Slounge around on a Sunday
A B E Eb A
'Cause sloppy slurping was all of Saturday night
B E Eb A B
Gave the day to last night
E Eb A B
I can see the mistakes as I'm making them
E Eb A B
I can feel the heartbreak as I'm breaking him
A B
[Fourth Verse]
E Eb
Squeeze the cut on my finger
A B E Eb A
Isn't it cool how cuts heal themselves up 'cause time
B E Eb A B
Happens all the time
Ab
You doubted my doubt? I doubt it
A Ab C#m
Well no doubt there is no doubt this time
F# A
You crossed your own line
( F# A B )
E Eb A B
I can feel the mistakes as I'm making them
E Eb A B
I can see the heartbreak as it breaks in him
E Eb A B
Dig it up before roots can grow out from the seed
E Eb A B
It's too late, chop it up but weeds aren't so easy
A B
'Cause you call it a weed
A B
A B E
