C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
I split your lip and then felt bad
C
Dm
But we were only kids
C
Dm
Who swam these rivers back and forth
C
Dm
To occupy our minds
F
G
Can you teach an old man how to love
F
G
F
C
Dm
I need to taste your young blood ooh-oooh
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
But now we keep our dreams in stones
C
Dm
In a pile with the other ones that grew old
F
G
Caught me smoking when I was nine
F
G
F
C
Dm
I took a picture before it burnt down
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
F
G
