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