F D [Verse] F#m Bm I always seem to see things that I shouldn't. E D I never seem to get it right. F#m Bm I always seem to paint such pretty pictures. E D But they're always in black and white. C#m Bm Everybody tells me that it isn't God's plan. A D And I'm just messing it all up. C#m Bm I know they're probably right and I should just bail. A D Turn my wheel towards the high road, but... [Chorus] F#m D It feels good to go left. F#m D It feels good to misstep. [Verse] F#m Bm I paved my own roads and built my own castles. E D I made a world for myself. F#m Bm And then the flood rushed in and threw it all sideways. E D And my heavens gave way to hell. C#m Bm Sometimes you just to find the fog and lie in it. A D For a week or two on your own. C#m Bm Keep making things empty and shattering glass. A D And ripping out seams you've sown. [Chorus] F#m D It feels good to forget. F#m D It feels good to reset. F#m Baby split the bottle between the two of them. D F#m Shut the blinds and lock the doors. (Deadbolt) F#m One sprawled out on the lavender couch. D And the other sat on the floor. F#m And the mannequin walked and the dial tone talked. D And the dirt bled red when it should have bled mud. F#m D Do you see what you do to me? F#m A Do you see what you do to me?