Entire thing is just
G-A, find the strumming and you’re set. Slight break after the chorus that
strums out and throws in a C.
Well, I did pretty good
in school
But, I’ve done pretty
poor in life
And sometimes, I start
to think
There might be a
correlation
Like I should have been
learning something useful
Instead of being good
at Jeopardy
These are things, I can’t
figure out
Well, I start to wonder
about all the times
I spent depressed,
getting drunk, or chasing girls
If that energy had gone
towards something productive
Would I have maybe
accomplished anything
Invented something cool
or cure a disease
Inspired hearts and
minds and started a revolution
These are things, I can’t
figure out
Well, I’m curious to
how I’ll be remembered
I’m afraid it won’t be
what I hoped for
I really did wanna try
to save the world
But, I never could fix
my own trainwreck of a life
Woefully short of all
my lofty aspirations
What
do I do with my time left?
These
are things, I can’t figure out
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