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Intro F#m  C#7  E  B 


[Verso 1]
 
      A 
Young man 
                       C#7 
Will you ever act your age? 
                       F#m 
Will you ever turn the page? 
                D                A 
Was the odyssey all you wanted? 
                      C#7 
Do you still have any friends? 
                       F#m 
Do you know where love begins? 
               D 
Is the fantasy still worth somethin'? 
 


[Refrão]
 
A         C#7             F#m 
Maybe the brick was never yellow 
        D              A 
And the road was never fun 
           C#7             F#m 
Maybe it's time to feel a little 
D                   A 
Enough with all the drugs 
            C#7          F#m 
Maybe it's time that you let go 
   D                     A 
Of what you're dreamin' of 
          G             D 
Maybe I'm just too sentimental 
                    A C#7 F#m 
To grow the fuck up 
   D                A C#7 F#m D 
To grow the fuck up 
 


[Verso 2]
 
      A 
Young man 
                             C#7 
The drink is gonna take its toll 
                              F#m 
The fame is gonna stain your soul 
                   D 
If you win it all, it all will kill you 
A 
I'm getting high and punching walls 
C#7 
I'm throwing up in bathroom stalls 
F#m                    D 
Is it over yet? 'Cause I regret this 
 


[Refrão]
 
A         C#7              F#m 
Maybe the brick was never yellow 
        D              A 
And the road was never fun 
           C#7              F#m 
Maybe it's time to feel a little 
D                   A 
Enough with all the drugs 
            C#7           F#m 
Maybe it's time that you let go 
   D                     A 
Of what you're dreamin' of 
          G             D 
Maybe I'm just too sentimental 
                    F#m 
To grow the fuck up  

Solo F#m  C#7  E  B 



[Ponte]
 
F#m 
Young man, young man 
              C#7 
Grow the fuck up 
E 
Young man, young man 
              B 
Grow the fuck up 
F#m 
Young man, young man 
              C#7 
Grow the fuck up 
E 
Young man, young man 
              B 
Grow the fuck up 
 


[Refrão]
 
A         C#7             F#m 
Maybe the brick was never yellow 
        D              A 
And the road was never fun 
           C#7             F#m 
Maybe it's time to feel a little 
D                   A 
Enough with all the drugs 
            C#7          F#m 
Maybe it's time that you let go 
   D                     A 
Of what you're dreamin' of 
          G             D 
Maybe I'm just too sentimental 
                    A G D 
To grow the fuck up 
                     A G D 
To grow the fuck up 
                  A C#7 F#m 
To grow the fuck up 
     D            A C#7 F#m D 
To grow the fuck up