G 
I'll admit it
                                  Em 
I came here looking for a miracle
                C 
I heard the engine breaking down
                          D 
And I felt the brakes go
                        Em 
Maybe that's what happens
                          D 
At a certain point in time
                             C 
The contrast starts to ease back
                          G       D 
'Til the lyric doesn't rhyme
                    C 
My mind plays tricks on me
 D             G 
I see it now
 D                        Em              D    C 
I could've sworn I had felt all I would feel
                               D 
But I'm not holding for a hiding place
         C      D                 G 
Just a slow correction of the wheel
          G 
And all I see now
      Bm                   Em 
Is a stranger in your place
        D                        C 
Who caught you with your guard down
                  D 
And couldn't hesitate
                              Em 
But maybe that's what happens
                    D 
Every now and then
                                    C 
The colours get so washed out
                              G        D 
That the story doesn't end
                      C 
So life played a trick on you
   D 
I see it now
 G              Bm        Em              D 
Trying every chance to tell you how to feel but
 C                        D 
Maybe all it takes to find your way
 C    D                           G    Bm 
Is a slow correction of the wheel
        C 
Still there's a feeling that I get
         D 
That I just can't figure out, when I
 Em              D             C                     G 
Open up my mouth, why I can't ever make a sound,

and I'm
 C                                         D 
Headed for the shoulder with the tires spinning out
            Em                       D 
And the music's making more sense
            C           Bm        C 
Than the words I've written down
 D 
Mhmmmmmmm
                    C 
But still on the darkest days
   D 
I see it now
 Em             D      C       Bm       C 
That there's just no telling what ain't real
                                   D 
But maybe all that matters anyway
 C        D                     Em    D 
Is a slow correction of the wheel
 C                           D 
Maybe all that matters anyway
      C                  D          G 
Is a slow correction of the wheel