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