4 Chords

The four chords never worked for me, took time that sold for free, laying back my souls now free, if that

Could mean something, don't wanna underfeed something, a part of being something, shot down

I was near something.

The four chords never worked for me, I'm not dying to see, what I've been dying to be, guess we're not designed to be free, in that case, I'll hide my face, and watch the daylight slip and slide followed by a night ride drop and fold

You must've been there for me, too tough yeah there to see, you wouldn't of cared for me, not in my wildest fantasy

There, I'm right, and don't look bag, we've been fed everything

If we search among some words, well find what's clueless now

The four chords never worked for me, amen, I guess I didn't need that piece, I'll play pretend, elbow grease, say what you're feeling, I'm sad, but then again we need to be a solid piece to see we're free