[Primeira Parte]C I was high when I met youC Life was somethin' to get throughC Picture frame in your bedroomC Of the one man that left youEm G And I felt the spiral of the earth when you finally called me yoursC Ain't it strange how you saw me gettin' dressed in the hallway?C You could tell I was fallin'D Or escapin' from somethin'Em You didn't say a single wordG You didn't see me as a curseC The state of the summer blends us in with each otherC We would pray for more thunder for a night under coverEm We were huddlin' like miceG Below an unforgivin' sky [Pré-Refrão]D Too old for both of us to keep howlin' at the moonG C To be cross-eyed drunk this young in the afternoonD Two souls in one truck, and no money left to loseG C Teach me how to not stare at you And I spent the whole night singin' [Refrão]Em C "Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive"G D Young and dumb on the edge of the worldEm C Oh, good Lord, what it means to be aloneG D I knew well, I knew hell, and now I don'tEm C Tell me, love, if the devil ever comesG D To make good on the debts that I oweEm C Wish me well, tell the stories I would tellG D Go ahead, make a few of your ownC A few of your own [Segunda Parte]C Once all the rain stoppedC I was afraid you might wake upC And remember who I amC And remember what I've doneEm Didn't ask me to justifyG You just sat up and rubbed your eyesC I grew up with a feelin'C That what's good must be fleetin'C That if I'm happy, I'm dreamin'C Then I'm prepared for you leavin'Em But I see that shitty beat-up carG Oh baby, there you are [Pré-Refrão]D Too old for both of us to keep howlin' at the moonG C To be cross-eyed drunk this young in the afternoonD Two souls in one truck, and no money left to loseG C Teach me how to not stare at you We yelled [Refrão]Em C "Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive"G D Young and dumb on the edge of the worldEm C Oh, good Lord, what it means to be aloneG D I knew well, I knew hell, and now I don'tEm C Tell me, love, if the devil ever comesG D To make good on the debts that I oweEm C Wish me well, tell the stories I would tellG D Go ahead, make a few of your ownEm C G D A few of your own, a few of your ownEm C "Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive"G D Young and dumb on the edge of the worldEm C Oh, good Lord, what it means to be aloneG D I knew well, I knew hell, and now I don'tEm C Tell me, love, if the devil ever comesG D To make good on the debts that I oweEm C Wish me well, tell the stories I would tellG D Go ahead, make a few of your ownEm C G D A few of your own, a few of your own [Final]Em Oh, make a few of your ownC G D Oh, make a few of your ownEm Oh, make a few of your own
A Few Of Your Own
Noah Kahan
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