B This started simple Like it always does With not much to lose I thought I had control That I could always walk away E If things turned bad We were thick as thieves 'til I became the one B Who always went too far And I couldn't hear you B Now here I stand E A pick in callused hands As the sun beats down B Across my back E But in the end I'm lost G#m And I'll drag you down B Yeah, that's my cost G#m And I'm glad you were my friend E Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend B Though I may never see you again G#m And I'm glad you were my friend E Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend B Though I may never see you again But I'm glad you were my friend | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsE G#m B |