C
They closed the parkway late last night
                                F
And as I sat with the echoes of lies that I told
                   G
I felt young never change my crooked heart
C
So put your shotgun back in the glove
                                      F
I'm only waiting another year for the dream far away
                         G
To come home to be brave


      F                G
Well everything has changed
             Am            C
and now it's only you that matters
          F      G              C
I will find anyway to your wild heart


C
They boarded up the windows and the doors to my house
                                         F
No one will ever read the letters of the lies that I told
                          G
From the years I was changed my crooked hearts
C
Why did they have to go and do us like that
                                         F
Why did they have to go and run from a dream far away
                              G
We'll be there was that grave?
         F               G       Am        C
To think everything must die for anyone to matter
       F       G                C
Got to find anyway to your wild heart
       F       G                C
I will find anyway to your wild heart
       F       G
I will find anyway
    F              G           Am                C
Now everything has changed and I can't tell what matters
       F       G                C
I will find anyway to your wild heart
C
Your wild heart
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