Intro
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[Verse]
A D
I am the sum of many parts and from the start
A D A
I knew not where to begin...
A
I'm like the stuborn fall,
D
without the wherewithal,
A D
to let the winter back in...
[Chorus]
A Bm
Bit by bit,
G
I'll find the pieces that will fit,
A Bm Fm
And make me right, polite
G A Bm
Despite my scuplted heart,
G A
Naive and easy to out smart,
Bm Fm
I'll have to click and hold
G D
and hammer and mold.
D
Delightful.
[Outro]
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