Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

You may tire of me,

 As our December sun is setting,

Because I'm not who I used to be...

No longer easy on the eyes

 But these wrinkles masterfully disguise,

 The youthful boy below...

Who turned your way and saw

 Something he was not looking for:

Both a beginning and an end...

But now he lives inside

 Someone he does not recognize,

 When he catches his reflection on accident

Verse 2

On the back of a motor bike

 With your arms outstretched trying to take flight

Leaving everything behind

But even at our swiftest speed

 We couldn't break from the concrete

 In the city where we still reside...

And I have learned

 That even landlocked lovers yearn

For the sea like navy men...

Cause now we say goodnight

 From our own separate sides,

 Like brothers on a hotel bed...

Like brothers on a hotel bed....

Like brothers on a hotel bed...

Like brothers on a hotel bed...

You may tire of me,

 As our December sun is setting,

Cause I'm not who I used to be

That's pretty much it!