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[Verse]

  F#m                       Bm
I always seem to see things that I shouldn't.
  E                           D
I never seem to get it right.
  F#m                        Bm
I always seem to paint such pretty pictures.
            E                         D
But they're always in black and white.
C#m                        Bm
Everybody tells me that it isn't God's plan.
     A                     D
And I'm just messing it all up.
  C#m                            Bm
I know they're probably right and I should just bail.
         A                 D
Turn my wheel towards the high road, but...

[Chorus]
         F#m        D
It feels good to go left.
         F#m        D
It feels good to misstep.

[Verse]

   F#m                   Bm
I paved my own roads and built my own castles.
   E                       D
I made a world for myself.
             F#m                   Bm
And then the flood rushed in and threw it all sideways.
       E                        D
And my heavens gave way to hell.
    C#m                        Bm
Sometimes you just to find the fog and lie in it.
      A                   D
For a week or two on your own.
     C#m                      Bm
Keep making things empty and shattering glass.
    A                        D
And ripping out seams you've sown.

[Chorus]

         F#m        D
It feels good to forget.

         F#m        D
It feels good to reset.


F#m
Baby split the bottle between the two of them.
         D                           F#m
Shut the blinds and lock the doors. (Deadbolt)
F#m
One sprawled out on the lavender couch.
        D
And the other sat on the floor.
        F#m
And the mannequin walked and the dial tone talked.
        D
And the dirt bled red when it should have bled mud.

       F#m                D
Do you see what you do to me?
       F#m                 A
Do you see what you do to me?