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