F D
[Verse]
F#m Bm
I always seem to see things that I shouldn't.
E D
I never seem to get it right.
F#m Bm
I always seem to paint such pretty pictures.
E D
But they're always in black and white.
C#m Bm
Everybody tells me that it isn't God's plan.
A D
And I'm just messing it all up.
C#m Bm
I know they're probably right and I should just bail.
A D
Turn my wheel towards the high road, but...
[Chorus]
F#m D
It feels good to go left.
F#m D
It feels good to misstep.
[Verse]
F#m Bm
I paved my own roads and built my own castles.
E D
I made a world for myself.
F#m Bm
And then the flood rushed in and threw it all sideways.
E D
And my heavens gave way to hell.
C#m Bm
Sometimes you just to find the fog and lie in it.
A D
For a week or two on your own.
C#m Bm
Keep making things empty and shattering glass.
A D
And ripping out seams you've sown.
[Chorus]
F#m D
It feels good to forget.
F#m D
It feels good to reset.
F#m
Baby split the bottle between the two of them.
D F#m
Shut the blinds and lock the doors. (Deadbolt)
F#m
One sprawled out on the lavender couch.
D
And the other sat on the floor.
F#m
And the mannequin walked and the dial tone talked.
D
And the dirt bled red when it should have bled mud.
F#m D
Do you see what you do to me?
F#m A
Do you see what you do to me?
