Nostalgia

 

 
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C                            Em 
Daddy went to law school and could've been an architect 
D                          Am                          G 
Now he's turnin' sixty and wonders where the big dream went 
C                        Em 
Tucker never said a lot, two eyes down, a little luck 
D                        Am                    G 
Took it to the Ivies and never really knew for what 

    C                               Em 
And I, I bite my tongue ten times a day 
                                D 
Half swear to God, I might just pray 

And I got a lot to lose 
     Am                       G 
So I might as well lose it anyway 
    C                         Em 
And I, I manifested you would leave 
                              D 
So the day you did, I had you beat 
                          Am 
Three steps ahead of everythin' 
                  G 
Lately, I wake up feelin' like 

C                       Em 
Oh, where does the time go? 
                 D 
You never really know 
                            Am               G 
Till you're standing in the bathroom mirror, like 
C                   Em 
No, shit, we got so close 
                D 
Hit me fast and slow 
                     Am 
Funny thing about nostalgia 
            G         C            Em 
Didn't show up till I lost ya (ooh-ooh) 
                      D            Am   G 
Didn't show up till I lost ya (ooh-ooh) 

C                                  Em 
My ma wasn't raised right, oh, no, all she ever knew was guilt 
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Little did she know that's all her kids would ever grow to feel 
    C 
And every choice leads back to the trait 
      Em 
Every time that I drink, any heart that I break 
       D 
It's a truckload of regret and stupid mistakes 
     Am                    G 
And, man, lately I wake up feelin' like 

C                    Em 
Oh, where's the time go? 
                 D 
You never really know 
                            Am               G 
Till you're standing in the bathroom mirror, like 
C                   Em 
No, shit, we got so close 
                D 
Hit me fast and slow 
                     Am 
Funny thing about nostalgia 
            G         C            Em 
Didn't show up till I lost ya (ooh-ooh) 
                      D            Am     G 
Didn't show up till I lost ya (ooh-ooh, no) 
                      C            Em 
Didn't show up till I lost ya (ooh-ooh) 
                      D            Am  G 
Didn't show up till I lost ya, ooh-ooh 

    C                                Em 
And now I bite my tongue ten times a day 
                                D 
Half swear to God, I might just pray 

And I got a lot to lose 
     Am                       G 
So I might as well lose it anyway 
    C                         Em 
And I, I manifested you would leave 
                              D 
So the day you did, I had you beat 
                          Am    G 
Three steps ahead of everythin'