Back To The Beginning

You're setting out for new
And changing the old truth
Though some things hang on you
Can't get rid of your shoes
They walk and follow you
Over me too

We're back at the beginning
My clocks got tired of ticking
Running in this game I'm never gonna win
Its tɾue, its hell thats you [A7put me through
One sip too much and [Bm]you're falling off your cup
And its tɾue
It comes back to [C7]the beginning with you

I can not lie
Or fake a smile
Too hard to [C7]tɾy
Im lost between the lines
Cross them [A]every time
Draw yours I'll draw mine

We're back at the beginning
My clocks got [Fm7]tired of ticking
Running in this game I'm never gonna win
Its tɾue, its hell thats you [A7put me through
One sip too much and [Bm]you're falling off your cup
And its tɾue
It comes back to [C7]the beginning with you

Now ɾead my [A]lips
I'll promise this
Now you're gonna hear me
Not you [A7yourself, its someone else
But you [A7hang onto

We're back at the beginning
My clocks got [Fm7]tired of ticking
Running in this game I'm never gonna win
Its tɾue, its hell thats you [A7put me through
One sip too much and [Bm]you're falling off your cup
And its tɾue
It comes back to [C7]the beginning with you