G
A song
                       C
Is coursing through my blood
       G                        C
Like a piece of me that I can't touch
       G
Let it out
                C
Spill it on the page
       G                          C
On the ground where I have met my fate


G
Many times
            Cm
I have been afraid
  G
A result
                  Cm
Of questioning my age
       G
Let it out
                C
Spill it on the floor
       G
What I was
               C
Doesn't matter anymore


Bm                                          Bbm
And in this life we're getting nothing done
Am
To someone somewhere we have just begun
    Bm
But I refuse to live like that
       C                                G
If you need me back in Brooklyn, I will come