Tripping In Triplets

	  		

E                            Am       E 
There must be something that keeps me awake, 
   E            Am         E 
Or some kind of pill I can take, 
   A               E 
To break these bad habits. 
        E                       Am         E 
I would lie if I said that this didn't get tough, 
         E           Am         E 
Two left feet on the floor in a Waltz, 
      B         E 
At an odd tempo. 

     A            B         E             A 
Am I stuck at the ankle, or caught at the knee? 
  A       B            E       A 
A curious puzzle still cursing me 
   B         E 
To follow or lead. 

    E                        Am           E 
You gave me a heart and then taught me to hurt. 
        E               Am        E 
I can't tell just which option is worse,  
      A       E 
Dying pure or aware. 

         E                        Am          E 
So these feet keep on tripping in triplets to beats 
        E          Am      E 
Too far off for my ears to reach, 
       A              E 
Just a hint of timing. 

     A            B         E             A 
Am I stuck at the ankle, or caught at the knee? 
  A       B            E       A 
A curious puzzle still cursing me, 
   B         E 
To follow or lead. 

E Ab B 

C#m   Ab         E         E      E Ab B 
And I don't know where I'm going, 

C#m     Ab            E             E 
Cause I can't see the road, oh it's winding, 

        F#m            B 
Just as long as I keep breathing, 
     E                      C#m 
I've got this uncomfortable feeling, 
      F#m         B               E 
Heavy feet, shaky hands, troubled hall.  

E     F#m (Until the end)