Fb
The hardest part of moving out,
of moving out, of moving out
A
is I remember moving in
F#m
I remember moving in
Fb
The hardest part of breaking my fall,
of breaking my fall,
breaking my fall,
A
is I am nothing but skin
F#m
I am nothing but skin
Cb A
How gently time disposed us
Cb A
Separate boxes fill the car
Cb A
Both bracing for an impact
Cb A
But it never came at all
Fb
Tell me can you feel it at all
can you feel it at all
can you feel it at all
A
Cause I got nothing within
F#m
I got nothing within
Fb
Tell me am I writing you off
am I writing you off
am I writing you off
A
Cause I was living in sin,
F#m
I was living in sin
Cb A
We find solace in the moments
Cb A
They’re either too short or too long
Cb A
And I still miss you in the morning
Cb A
But wake up to find that you’re still gone
etc.
The hardest part of moving out, is I remember moving in