Rock ( F Am Bb C 2x ( Gm Am Bb C 4x )

I can't pretend I'm not noticing what you're going through, what you're going through

Seems like a week since you were pacing up and down, trying to think it through, trying to think it through

But they're old scars that heal, not sure which ones are from before

Take a little bit of comfort from the way it lets you know

I keep striving for times with a little bit of warmth waiting just inside your arms

And I know it's nothing more

I walked away from leave-and-go, too many times before, too many times before.

Saw your picture in my favorite store, but your eyes told me all the things that I know, all the things I know.

They're old scars that heal, not sure which ones are from before.

Take a little bit of comfort from the way it lets you know

Keep striving for times with a little bit of warmth waiting just inside your arms

And I know it's nothing more