On the verses, in the transition from G to Em you can do something like E:---3--2--0--- on the sixth string in between strummings. Capo on 5th fret G Em C D D4 G G I sometimes lose my faith in luck Em I don't know what I want to be when I grow up C D D4 G I just count the rain Wearing the floor through the boards again G I wish I could find a soul to steal Em I could be the engine, you could be the wheel C D D4 G and we could drive it home, and never have to worry about being alone C Em Oooh, follow my tracks D D4 G See all the times I should have turned back C Em Oooh, I wept alone D D4 G I know what it means to be on my own Em C Oooh, the things I've known D D4 G Looks like I'm taking the hard way home Em C Oooh, the seeds I've sown D D4 G Taking the hard way home D D4 G Taking the hard way home G I never did learn how to follow the rules Em I never was good at sleeping while the moon was full C D D4 G I just lie and burn Wreck my mind while the planet turns G I sometimes wish I could start again Em I'd try and do the right things every now and then C D D4 G I'd step in line, that's what I would do if I could turn back time C Em Oooh, follow my tracks D D4 G See all the times I should have turned back C Em Oooh, I wept alone D D4 G I know what it means to be on my own Em C Oooh, the things I've known D D4 G Looks like I'm taking the hard way home Em C Oooh, the seeds I've sown D D4 G Taking the hard way home D D4 G Taking the hard way home G Em C D D4 G G I tell you how I want to live Em Forget about the take, forget about the give C D D4 G I want to leave this town, fake my death and never be found C Em Oooh, follow my tracks D D4 G See all the times I should have turned back C Em Oooh, I wept alone D D4 G I know what it means to be on my own Em C Oooh, the things I've known D D4 G Looks like I'm taking the hard way home Em C Oooh, the seeds I've sown D D4 G Taking the hard way home D D4 G Taking the hard way home G I sometimes lose my faith in luck Em I don't know what I want to be when I grow up C D D4 G I just count the rain Wearing the floor through the boards again G I wish I could find a soul to steal Em I could be the engine, you could be the wheel C D D4 G and we could drive it home, and never have to worry about being alone Em C Oooh, the things I've known D D4 G Looks like I'm taking the hard way home Em C Oooh, the seeds I've sown D D4 G Taking the hard way home D D4 G Taking the hard way home D D4 G Taking the hard way home
