Відключити рекламу[Verse 1]
C F CI can be an asshole, yes I can.
Am F CI can hold fire in the palm of my hand.
AmI don’t mind the hurt,
F CI don’t mind the heat.
G AmPain is just food for hate to eat.
F CSo I rinse and repeat the sorrow,
Am F Cand I burn it all down for better tomorrow.
[Verse 2]
C F CYeah I’m full of bullshit, yes I am.
Am F COh, I can make an enemy my best friend.
Am F CI take all the bitter and make it feel sweet,
G Amcus lies are just truth that dreamers believe.
F CSo I take the words I borrowed,
Am F Cand I use them to make up a better tomorrow.
Am F CI use them to make up a better tomorrow.
[Bridge]
AmWith a new kind of lonely,
EThe old familiar friends,
F CWith faces that makes us feel more or less alone,
G AmWhen we can barely even recognise our own.
F COh, a new kind of lonely.
C F CHmm, hmm
[Verse 3]
C F CI can be a dreamer, but I don’t sleep.
Am F CI’m a collector with nothing to keep.
Am F CEverything precious I make feel cheap.
G CI swim in the shallow and drown like it's deep.
AmWith a new kind of lonely,
EBrand new routine,
FMaybe someday things will get better,
CMaybe they won’t be days, we’ll see.
F G C Cmaj7 AmI’m watching dust collect around a growing stack of mail,
FBut if anything can bring better days,
GMaybe this new kind of lonely will.
[Outro]
F CSo I take regrets I’ve swallowed,
Am F CAnd hope that there might be a better tomorrow.
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