[Chorus]
Back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back before d[D]demons took control of my h[G]head
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
[Em] [C] [D] [G]Oh, he would reach for the st[Em]ars[C], y[B]eah
[Verse1]
You can take[Em]take my home, you can take[C]take my clothes
You can take the dr[D]drugs I have that nobody kn[G]knows
You can take my w[Em]watch, you can take my ph[Am]phone
You can take [B]all I've got 'til I'm skin and bone
I don't want contr[Em]control, I can dig my own h[C]hole
I can make my b[D]bed and I can lie in it c[G]cold
'Cause I don't need h[Em]heat, I've been burnin' in h[Am]hell
But now I'm b[B]back with my own story to tell
[Chorus]
Back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back before d[D]demons took control of my h[G]head
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
Oh, back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back from the t[D]tears that were too easily sh[G]shed
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
[Em] [C] [D] [G]Who would reach for the stars[Em]stars, y[Am]yeah [B]
[Verse2]
They don't like my[Em]my lies, they don't like my[C]my songs
Except in kara[D]karaoke when they're singing al[G]along
Did you see them build me [Em]up? Well I just tear myself[Am]myself down
With a smile on my f[B]face, I dug my grave in the ground
We all make mist[Em]mistakes, we're so quick to j[C]judge
It's hard to forg[D]forgive when we hold onto a gr[G]grudge
So turn down the h[Em]heat, I've been burnin' in h[Am]hell
But now I'm b[B]back with my own story to tell
[Chorus]
Back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back before d[D]demons took control of my h[G]head
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
Oh, back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back from the t[D]tears that were too easily sh[G]shed
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
[Em] [C] [D] [G]Who would reach for the stars[Em]stars, y[Am]yeah [B]
[Bridge]
I don't want contr[Em]control, I can dig my own h[C]hole
I can make my b[D]bed and I can lie in it c[G]cold
'Cause I don't need h[Em]heat, I've been burnin' in h[Am]hell
But now I'm b[B]back with my own story to tell
[Chorus]
Back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back before d[D]demons took control of my h[G]head
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
Oh, back from the [Em]edge
Back from the d[C]dead
Back from the t[D]tears that were too easily sh[G]shed
Back to the st[Em]start
Back to my h[Am]heart
Back to the b[B]boy who would reach for the st[Em]stars
[Em] [C] [D] [G]Who would reach for the stars[Em]stars, y[Am]yeah [B]
