Written by Stephen Arnold/Stephen Christian/Joseph Milligan/Deon Rexroat/Nathan Strayer/Nathan Young
Intro: Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am F(add9) Am(add9) Am Fmaj7 Am One last glance from a taxi cab Fmaj7 Images scar my mind Am Four weeks've felt like years Since your full attention was all mine Fmaj7 The night was young and so are we Am Fmaj7 Talked about life, God, death, and your family Am Didn't want any promises, Just my undivided honesty, and you say F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better and F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change, oh, they're gonna change Fmaj7 Am(add9) I am the patron saint of lost causes Fmaj7 A fraction of who I once believed (change) only a matter of time Am(add9) Opinions I would try and rewrite Fmaj7 Am(add9) If life has background music playing your song Fmaj7 I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you Am(add9) But the orchestra plays on, and you say F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better and F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change, oh, they're gonna change F(add9) Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Dm(add9) Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Am(add9) Dismantle me down (repair) Fmaj7 You dismantle me You dismantle me x2 Dm(add9) Am(add9) Dm(add9) Am(add9) Dm(add9) Am(add9) Help me, just to save me from myself Dm(add9) Am(add9) Dm(add9) Save me, oh, save me from myself Am(add9) Dm(add9) Save me, won't you save me, help me from myself Am(add9) Won't you save me from myself, and you say F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better F Dm(add9) Oh oh, things are gonna change, oh, they're gonna change F(add9) Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Dm(add9) Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Am(add9) Dismantle me down (repair) Fmaj7 You dismantle me You dismantle me F(add9) Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Dm(add9) Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Am(add9) Dismantle me down (repair) G You dismantle me You dismantle me F(add9) Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Dismantle me down (repair) You dismantle me G You dismantle... me C(add9) Ooh...