Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 show your hands

 if you need a new coat of paint

 if your bones are now heavy things

 like anchors hidden somewhere 'neath your skin

 or if your head's just an empty box

 if your heart has become spare parts

 if your days are now just something you must bear

 well, oh, it seems you're a lot like me

 you dug yourself into places

 you never thought you would be

but don't you fret, and don't you mind

 the only constant is change

 and you never know what you'll find

 yeah, tomorrow I might wake up nice and clean

 and I might believe the things I said I didn't mean

 and this might turn and wind up just the way we'd dreamed

 and I might become the things I swore I'd always be

(here would be the fancy guitar part that I haven't figured out yet)

ah ah ah aha

ah ah ah aha ah ah ah ah

ah ah ah aha

 ah ah ah aha ah ah ah ah (repeat)

well, we're always on our way

 we're on our way

 well, we're always on our way

 we're on our way

 well, we're always on our way

 we're on our way

 well, we're always on our way

 we're on our way