Intro F#  Bm5-  D#m  A#7 
  
F# 
 I can't write to a beat 
              C#m                     C# 
 I wish I was better at playing guitar 
                D#m 
 I wish all my words came out as poetry 
                   A#7                      A# 
 And I could spend all of my time making art 
  
         F# 
 Singing new songs, playing tennis 
           Fm                                 D#m 
 Reading fiction, painting pictures of how it was 
        A#7 
 How it was 
  
   G#m7 
 If I could rearrange my thoughts  
                 B 
 If I could contain my emoticons  
    F 
 If I could make it stop  
     F# 
 Don't you think I'd make it? 
  
    G#m7 
 If I could rearrange my thoughts 
                 B  
 If I could contain my emoticons 
    F 
 If I could make it stop 
     F# 
 Don't you think I'd make it? 
  
                   Fm 
 Sad days turn to cold nights  
             D#m                 A#7 
 When I'm in bad way and I act up 
F#                                         C#           C#m 
 But still, you try to hold space when I don't act right 
        D#m                     A#7 
 In a cold way, I try to back up 
  
A#                             G#m 
 But you don't let me walk away  
B              C#                F# 
 You hold me tight until it fades 
F#                             G#m7 
 And you don't let me walk away 
B              C#                   F# 
 You hold me tight until the morning 

A#                             G#m 
 And you don't let me walk away 
B              C#                F# 
 You hold me tight until it fades 
F#                             G#m7 
 And you don't let me walk away 
B              C#                   F# 
 You hold me tight until the morning 

F#  
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk 
G#m  
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk 
F#  
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk 
G#m  
 Let me walk away, but you don't let me walk 
  
 Final  D#m7  G#m7  G#m