G
A song
C
Is coursing through my blood
G C
Like a piece of me that I can't touch
G
Let it out
C
Spill it on the page
G C
On the ground where I have met my fate
G
Many times
Cm
I have been afraid
G
A result
Cm
Of questioning my age
G
Let it out
C
Spill it on the floor
G
What I was
C
Doesn't matter anymore
Bm Bbm
And in this life we're getting nothing done
Am
To someone somewhere we have just begun
Bm
But I refuse to live like that
C G
If you need me back in Brooklyn, I will come
G Cm G Cm