Verse 
 
G                                                        Em                                C 
Well I have learned so very little, when these bones are old and brittle 
 
G                                                          Em                              C 
I wait to talk when I should listen, the crowd mistakes with false revisions 
 
All my friends are forward-thinking, getting hitched and quitting drinking 
 
G                                                          Em                         C 
And I can feel them pulling away, as I'm resigned to stay the same 
 
Chorus 
 
       G                D       Em    C               A 
And you can't even begin to know  
        G         D                Em        C    A 
How many times I've told myself "I told you so" 
 
Bridge 
 
Em                   C 
If you deem it so 
       G                            D 
Just cut the cord and go 
Em          C 
You'll be fine 
               G                           D 
There's plenty of hills to climb