D G Bm A G Feel the bruising through the skin D G Bm A G It won’t go back to being green again D G Bm A G Try to hold on to the sweet D G Bm A G Where the softness used to be [Chorus] D G Bm I feel nothing A G I feel dumb D G Bm You’re a peach and A G I’m a plum D G Bm A G x2 [Verse 2] D G Bm A G Feeling less then revealing more D G Bm A G The stone that’s buried: what the fruit is for D G Bm A G You were in bloom in your own time D G Bm A G I was there, but wasn’t mine [Chorus] D G Bm I feel nothing A G I feel dumb D G Bm You’re a peach and A G I’m a plum D G Bm A G x5 [Bridge/Outro] D G Bm A G No one is old, and nothing is young D G Bm A G You’re a peach and I’m a plum D G Bm A G No one is old, and nothing is young D G Bm A G You’re a peach and I’m a plum