G Em C Cm Em [Verse]G Em It's time that all these things that I do, no matter whatC Cm Em Become things of the pastG Em It's time that all these things that I wish I could forgetC Cm Join in the ranksEm Of things I regretC D B7 But there aren't enough archangels in the sky to come down (and)Em To make me feel right [Chorus]C D I'm miserable whenever I think of itEm And I think of it all the timeC D You could part their feathered wings and have your way with themB7 Em Just like you do to all of us, all the timeC What point is there in pushing onD Em When all you push against is a brick wall?
Who Would Leave Their Son Out In The Sun
Have A Nice Life
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Tom: