Sick Blues टैब्स

I’m beginning to feel just like a book.
I folded some pages I think you overlooked.
Words you’ve read, you couldn’t see it,
It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing.

More than I could ever paint,
I used all the colors I stored inside my bank.
My favorite shade, El Paso Blue,
Reminds me, reminds me of you.

This isn’t what you asked for.
This isn’t what I asked for.

You say it might be better.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say it might take longer.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say, "oh, it makes us stronger."
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say…

If I had a choice I’d be a saint,
But I am a sinner who is over it, over it.
Call it a loss or call it fate,
It’s still a beautiful, beautiful thing.

Under and in, over and out,
Time takes times to weather.
Give me some space and I’ll pretend.
I’ll make you believe me again.

This isn’t what you asked for.
This isn’t what I asked for.

You say it might be better.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say it might take longer.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say, "oh, it makes us stronger."
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say…
Believe.

Catch me if you can.
Catch me if you can.

'Cause we're falling and falling and falling
To pieces and pieces.
This isn’t what you asked for.

You say it might be better.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say it might take longer.
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say, "oh, it makes us stronger."
No, it's never, it's never, it's never.
And you say…
Believe.
Believe.