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