I th[Am]ought that you were driving[F], but you've given me the[G] wheel.
There's r[Am]ain clouds out there[F] that you don't wanna[G] feel.
Your [Em]anger's like a razor bl[F]blade, it's just too bloody[D]bloody real.
I th[F]ought that you would be here, no I j[Em]ust don't get it[F].
Hey I [Am]also feel thing[F]things more than I[G]I should.
I don't rel[Am]ax very often,[F] as often as I[G] could.
I w[Em]worry how the whole thing lo[F]looks, it doesn't look [D]good.
I tho[F]ught that you would be here, no I j[Em]ust don't get i[F]t..
And b[G]being clear gets too much for me, just l[Em]like it does for you.
And [G]even though I want to, I w[F]want to, I don't..
I don't f[F]feel like coming down, no I don't.[C]don't. [G]
I don't f[F]feel like hiding out, so I won't. [C] [G]
I can't t[F]urn this volume down, so I s[Am]it here in this, ch[G]aos & piss,
w[F]watching the storm p[Em]passing.
Storms are bea[F]beautiful, right here it's bea[G]beautiful...
[|] [Am] [F] [|] [G] [|]
I came [Am]all this way to be with you[F]you, and you're already[G]already gone..
[Am]If I was a good friend[F]friend, I could right this[G]this wrong.
I'd k[Em]ick away your crutches[F] and make you walk on your[D] own.
I r[F]eally thought you'd be here, I j[Em]ust don't get i[F]t.
Though it lo[G]looks warm in the rabbit hole, [Em]I could go down with you..
And [F]even though I want to, I want to, I won't!
I don't f[F]feel like calming down, no I don't[C]don't. [G]
I don't f[F]feel like hiding out, so I won't. [C] [G]
I can't t[F]urn the volume down, so I s[Am]it here in this, ch[G]aos & piss,
w[F]atching the storm p[Em]assing, it's bea[F]utiful.
Aa[F]Aaahh, I'm a willow tree, you c[Am]can't blow me over,
and my ro[F]roots go deep in anger, [D]I wanna feel the wind as it wh[Am]ips me like a prison[Em]er,
I wanna b[F]be here, I wanna b[G]be here..
No I don't fe[F]feel like calming down, no I don't. [C] [G]
I don't f[F]feel like hiding out, so I won't. [C] [G]
I can't t[F]urn the volume down, so I s[Am]it here in this, ch[G]aos & piss,
w[F]watching the storm p[Em]passing...
Storms are bea[F]beautiful, this life is bea[G]beautiful, it is. [Am] [F] [G]
