Verse
B F# A D
The rope from which I'm hanging from
B F# A D
It is thinning, short and worn
B F# A D
I hope when I am reborn
B F# A D
There are knives where should be arms
[Chorus]
D
I know, I know, I know, I wrote this
A F#
I will not be pushed around
D A F#
And so, and so, and so, I hope this makes you feel less overwhelmed
D A F# D A F#
Hand shakes in time, I'll take what's mine
[Instrumental]
B F# A D x2
B
[Bridge 1]
B A F# D
Let me show you something my old friend
B F# B D
D name now dragging in the dirt
[Chorus]
D
I know, I know, I know, I wrote this
A F#
I will not be pushed around
D A F#
And so, and so, and so, I hope this makes you feel less overwhelmed
D A F# D
Hand shakes in time, I will take
[Instrumental]
B D F# x2
[Bridge 2]
F# B D F#
Dm I moving on or giving in?
B D B
Can we end this conversation?
[Outro]
B F# A D x2