Pardon me
For not trusting you always
It’s hard to let go of things
That you’ve lost times before
I've been remembering
The mind picks the worst things
The best become worse things
When you don’t have them anymore
What am I to [C7]do or say
I know I’m not a perfect man
But if I got [Fm7]to [C7]see those days again
I doubt I’d change
It’s only me ɾight now
But before that’s how it ever was
It’s hard to [C7]be [Am]like [F]how it was [Am7]now
We all [Em]are chasing cars I know
But soon [C7]you’ll have to [C7]let them [A]go
I finally think I'm letting
Go
