Intro
Dm A# A Dm A# C x2 Dm(hold)
Verse 1:
Dm
You never really knew
the things you learned
A#
would matter the things
F
you did and didn't do
A
would someday find you
the things you hate the
Dm A#
most the lessons on piano
the books you read in
F
Sunday school I swear
A
I'd trade in anything
to be young again
A# F Dm C
And all these things
A# Dm C Am A/C#
are lessons in living
Chorus 1:
Dm
It seems like we're
F
all fighting to be
A
more than who we
Dm A#
are Life has been
F
a test of virtue
A Dm
and humility so far
A#
cause give and take
don't matter either
Dm A#
way Fuck up and draw
Dm
the lottery Rochambo
Gm
for poverty Destination
Dm A# A Dm A# C x2 Dm(hold)
anywhere but here.
Verse 2:
Dm
Here I go again
feeling sorry for
A#
myself Am I getting
F
old at heart too
A
old to pretend
that everything is
Dm
alright? Have I had
A#
a choice? Walking
F
past a threshold
into the change
A
and your life is
never the same
A#
again And all
F Dm C
these things
A#
are lessons
Dm C Am A/C#
in living
Chorus 2:
Dm
It seems like we're
F
all fighting to be
A
more than who we
Dm A#
are Life has been
F
a test of virtue
A Dm
and humility so far
A#
cause give and take
don't matter either
Dm A#
way Fuck up and draw
Dm
the lottery Rochambo
Gm
for poverty Destination
anywhere but here
Guitar Solo:
Dm C Dm A#
then
Dm A# F A x2
Verse 3:
A#
My mind is
F Dm C A#
o-pen I scream
Dm C Am A/C#
for better things
Chorus 3:
Dm
It seems like we're
F
all fighting to be
A
more than who we
Dm A#
are Life has been
F
a test of virtue
A Dm
and humility so far
A#
cause give and take
don't matter either
Dm A#
way Fuck up and draw
Dm
the lottery Rochambo
Gm
for poverty Destination
Dm(hold)
anywhere but here