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