C/G F Ain't it just like dyin' F C/G Except you can still feel the shame F All hands on deck, now F C/G The sea is gettin' rough again F You see him out your window F C/G Even when you close the blinds G And all you ever wanted F C/G Was someone to treat you nice and kind Take a step before running Take a breath now before you dive When you work the streets, Darling Make sure your sneaker laces, they get tied I will be your black bird, Darling Hanging on your telephone wire Flap my wings on it And set your heart afire | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC F G |