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