C E Am G F
C E Am G Fm
C E
Every second, every minute, every hour, every day
Am G F
We burden our minds with trivial bullshit, same face a different name
C E Am G Fm
The psycho conversation, stare at the same four walls until the paint chips away
C E G Am F
Well, I'm a blind man, searchin' for color in a world that's so long been grey
C E G Am Fm
Well I'm a deaf man, chasin' the echoes of a song that's already been played
Am F
If I could talk to my younger self now I'd say,
"Don't take nothin' for granted, kid
Am F
You haven't seen just how bad things can get
Am F
And you never know what'cha got 'till it's gone
Am Fm C
Never know 'till it's gone..."
C E Am G F
C E Am G Fm
C E
Well I could spew some schematic apology
Am G F
But it wouldn't do no good
C E
The damage is done, so now all we do is run
Am G Fm
And pretend our choices haven't killed the best in us
C E Am G F
We'll fly a white flag, and both say everything had never meant anything at all
C E
And when I'm not passed out, and I'm really sleepin'
Am G Fm
I'm always dreamin' of you
Am F
If I could talk to my younger self now I'd say,
"Don't take nothin' for granted, kid
Am F
You haven't seen just how bad things can get
Am F
And you never know what'cha got 'till it's gone
Am Fm C
Never know 'till it's gone..."
C E Am G F
C E Am G Fm
End On C
