A F#m She makes me stumble, out of this skin C#m D To fight the troubled shakes in my head A And my heart keeps its hurting F#m Of leaving me behind C#m D While the worry she’s bride is stalling my mind A The trouble I’ve found E Is not only just in me F#m But we’ve all got it somehow, D Somewhere for no one else to see A Pull yourself up off the ground E Because we all have our things F#m And you know that I always, D Always listen when you speak To the trouble in me A She has her dreams F#m In black across her arms C#m She says that she’s off track D And they remind her of just how far A And she makes me think F#m That we don’t know who we are C#m D You just found someone to hold you from falling apart A The trouble I’ve found E Is not only just in me F#m But we’ve all got it somehow, D Somewhere for no one else to see A Pull yourself up off the ground E Because we all have our things F#m And you know that I always, D Always listen when you speak To the trouble in me Bm A And you can’t turn it off It’s right there in your eyes Bm A And my room got so small How did you get me right? Bm A And I can be so wrong, E So wrong, now A The trouble I’ve found E Is not only just in me F#m But we’ve all got it somehow, D Somewhere for no one else to see A Pull yourself up off the ground E Because we all have our things F#m And you know that I always, D Always listen when you speak To the trouble in me