Tom: D
Intro : G D Em D
Em G D
I've been in denial for a while now ;
G D
But i'm coming around
Em G D
I've been blowing in a weird wind ;
G D
Wayward as a Greyhound
Em G D
You took my grief with a grain of salt ;
Em G D
It was difficult, it was all my fault
Em D
A long distance phone call from Philadelphia,
G D G
I was drunk and i needed to talk
A Em
But once i had your attention,
D A
there's so much i meant to mention
Bm D
There's some things that i have come to understand
G D
You were dry land, i was a drowning man
Bm D
They say the safest place is a basement in a storm
G D
Well darling during downpours, you were my cellar door
( Em D Em D )
Em D
Well, i half-assed ;
G D
I gift-wrapped a piece of shit
Em D
I was the bearer of bad news ;
G D G
Your worst birthday present
D A
That forlorn uniform you fold,
G D A
and your ice cold eyes rolled
Bm D
There's something things that i have come to understand
G D A
You were dry land, i was a drowning man
Bm D
They say the safest place is a basement in a storm
G D A
Well darling during downpours, i was so self-absorbed
Bm D
And time will tell if the hand your dealt is worth a damn
G D A G D
There's no knowing in advance, and the one you held has lost it's grasp
( Em D )
