Em _ _ _ _ _ _ _
C.
I'll only go to school if you give me a
G reason to fix what I really mean.
And I already know
Bm all the things they're teaching.
C Hop in the car, mama let him play hooky.
Missed the first hour just to get a
G cup of coffee.
She's the only one who saw who he was.
B No one else could read him.
Em He's growing up great, but he makes
C it look class.
Stare out the window and the clock
G in the back, and he daydreams away to a sky so
Bm black.
Everything looks so much better, but he's still a kid.
The only thing simple is driving in the
Em middle.
Wishing every day that something would change.
C Said his dad makes him play ball by the bay.
G And every time he cried, father rose his eyes,
B saying, son, it's all your fault.
How come you never
Am tried.
He does all that he
B should.
Why is he misunderstood.
Em This is Floyd, got a broken boy
C with his head bumped in just to block out the noise.
Bobby went around
G him telling him the way
B to go.
So he walks through the world alone,
Em wondering if it gets
C better.
It seems all he's gonna find out is that he's driving.
I feel empty forever.
G But we get close, try to find another way.
B _ I've been watching the world
Em alone _ _ .
Fifteen years and he's drowning
C his sorrows.
Smoking weed, drinking cheap liquor out the bottle.
G Made a bunch of fake friends cause he tried to fit in.
Bm But it wasn't working.
Em Ran away with the law about a dozen
C times.
Nothing to buy, just a few
Gm suburban crimes.
Till he says to himself.
What are you
Bm doing.
You don't
Em deserve this.
Don't you know nobody will ever understand.
C The person that you are, learn to hold your own
G hand.
Just get your shit together and lose your way.
You'll
B never be what you want, no not without
Em fate.
He's got it right and all of his thoughts on
C paper.
Real life music made life so much greater.
G A hundred pounds down, he looks so different now.
Bm How'd he plan his escape from a crooked hometown.
Am _ He does all that he
Bm should, why is he misunderstood.
Em _ .
Just a sorry about a broken boy.
C With his headphones in just to fuck out the
G noise.
With everyone around him telling him to wait.
So
B _ he walks the world
Em alone.
Wondering if it gets
C better.
If he's always gonna feel empty forever.
G So he gets lost, trying to find another way
B G home.
As he walks the world
Em alone.
_ _
C Alone, _
G alone.
_ _ _
B _
G _ _ .
Em 21 years and he's on the right
C path.
But sometimes he wonders if he grew up too
G fast.
And missed out on the little things.
D All of the little things Yeah
Em right.
Who is he kidding.
Surely not himself.
C Sometimes he wonders if there's somebody
G else.
Who takes the same road, but he'll
D never know.
Cause he walks the world
Em alone.
Just a sorry about a broken boy.
C With his headphones in just to fuck out the noise.
G With everyone around him telling him to wait.
So he walks the world
Em alone.
Wondering if it gets
C better.
If he's always gonna feel empty forever.
G So he gets lost, trying to find another way
Bm home.
As he walks the
Em world alone.
_ Alone,
C alone Alone, alone _ _ .
G _ _ _ _ _ As he
B walks the world alone.
Em _ _ _
C _ _ _ _ .
G _ _ _ _
B _ Yeah he
E walks the