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A F#m
She makes me stumble, out of this skin
C#m D
To fight the troubled shakes in my head
A
And my heart keeps its hurting
F#m
Of leaving me behind
C#m D
While the worry she’s bride is stalling my mind
A
The trouble I’ve found
E
Is not only just in me
F#m
But we’ve all got it somehow,
D
Somewhere for no one else to see
A
Pull yourself up off the ground
E
Because we all have our things
F#m
And you know that I always,
D
Always listen when you speak
To the trouble in me
A
She has her dreams
F#m
In black across her arms
C#m
She says that she’s off track
D
And they remind her of just how far
A
And she makes me think
F#m
That we don’t know who we are
C#m D
You just found someone to hold you from falling apart
A
The trouble I’ve found
E
Is not only just in me
F#m
But we’ve all got it somehow,
D
Somewhere for no one else to see
A
Pull yourself up off the ground
E
Because we all have our things
F#m
And you know that I always,
D
Always listen when you speak
To the trouble in me
Bm A
And you can’t turn it off
It’s right there in your eyes
Bm A
And my room got so small
How did you get me right?
Bm A
And I can be so wrong,
E
So wrong, now
A
The trouble I’ve found
E
Is not only just in me
F#m
But we’ve all got it somehow,
D
Somewhere for no one else to see
A
Pull yourself up off the ground
E
Because we all have our things
F#m
And you know that I always,
D
Always listen when you speak
To the trouble in me
