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