[Verse 3]
A
Mother weep the years I'm missin'
F#m D
All our time can't be given
D
Back
A
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
F#m
That cursed you and your reasons
D
Out of hand and out of season
D
Out of love and out of feeling
A F#m D D
So bad that when I can, I will
A F#m D D
Words defy the plan, when I can, I will
A
Fool enough to almost be it
F#m
Cool enough to not quite see it
D
Old enough to always feel it
D
Always old, I'll always feel this
A
No more promise, no more sorrow
F#m
No longer will I follow
D
Can anybody hear me
D A F#m D D
I just want to be me and when I can, I will
A F#m D D
Try to understand that when I can, I will