A#m G#
Well I could curse this neighborhood
C# F#
For giving me just what it should
Fm A#m
G# place to set my lawyers bars
D#m G#
In backseats of my high friends cars
A#m G#
I’m standing still, I’m thinking fast
C# F#
My second natures built to last
Fm A#m
I’m first in line to disappear
D#m G#
And rethink in about ten years
C# F#m C#
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
F#m C#
To stand with open arms
F#m D#m
To course correct my self respect
G# C#
Until I go too far
G# A#m
And I’ll measure by the best
G# C#
And I’ll swear that I’m the worst
G# F# F#m
And I’ll place my bets on my only card
A#m G#
So I could curse this neighborhood
C# F#
For letting me be what i could
Fm A#m
Please cut me down out of the roots
D#m G#
I planted with a good excuse
A#m G#
I’m thinking slow and moving fast
C# F#
Like easy roads are built to last
Fm A#m
Like hypocrites need sympathy
D#m G#
For fighting who they’re meant to be
C# F#m C#
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
F#m C#
To stand with open arms
F#m D#m
To course correct my self respect
G# C#
Until I go too far
G# A#m
And I’ll say I need the best
G# C#
And I’ll measure by the worst
G# F# F#m
And I’ll raise my debts And say it ain’t so hard
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A#m G#
So I could curse this neighborhood
C# F#
For keeping me from what it could
Fm A#m
I’m cashing in I’m moving up
D#m G#
I’m spending all my time and luck
A#m G#
Im heading on I’m looking back
C# F#
Im setting up an even match
Fm A#m
I’ll stop rethinking each mistake
D#m G#
Nothing short of ten years late
C# F#m C#
But I’ll wait, till it does a little harm
F#m C#
To stand with open arms
F#m D#m
To course correct my self respect
G# C#
Until I go too far
G# A#m
And I’ll try to be my best
G# C#
And I’ll live with all my worst
G# F# F#m
And I’ll get upset and thank my fate and stars