[Intro]
C Em G

Strumming for all verses: C (Down, Down, Up) EM (Down, Down, Up) G (Down, Down, Up, Up, Down, Up)| At the end
of the verses play (Down, Down, Up, Up, Down, Up, Up, Down, Up, Up on G)

[Verse 1]
C         Em         G
He sent flowers two days too late
         C          Em         G
I was soothing my wounds in another state
          C         Em            G
And they sat and scorched in the sun on the steps
     C      Em             G
When I get home I'll clean up another mess

C Em G

     C       Em        G
B or C for effort, I guess 

         C               Em             G
I don't want to be his teacher, but if love is a class
          C             Em    G
He's the one who can't focus sittin' in the back
            C            Em                 G
We let him out into the world despite the skills that he lacks
     C       Em        G
B or C for effort, I guess
           C          Em        G
He kinda sorta maybe tried his best 



[Chorus]
            C         Em              G
There's a school of thought saying "people don't change"
           C       Em           G
But I'm praying to God that we both rearrange
           C      Em        G
That the broken bones grow back a bit stronger
          C           Em             G
That the loss of friendship doesn't sting much longer
        C        Em            G
And a lesson is learned for whoever is next 
     C       Em        G
B or C for effort, I guess
           C          Em        G
We kinda sorta maybe tried our best 



[Verse 2]
         C                Em        G
At the start, there was passion, parties and praise
        C            Em                  G
By the end, it was "What's the point, anyways?"
               C          Em          G
If you don't wanna hear about what I did today
               C         Em      G
Then I don't wanna step foot on another plane
       C         Em         G
For someone who can't even kiss me "hello"
        C          Em         G
Who has no real interest in spiritual growth
     C           Em               G
His apathy finds a way to cut me right to the bone 
        C       Em        G
I give more and he gives less
     C       Em        G
B or C for effort, I guess 



[Chorus]
           C         Em              G
There's a school of thought saying "people don't change"
           C       Em           G
But I'm praying to God that we both rearrange
           C      Em        G
That the broken bones grow back a bit stronger
          C           Em             G
That the loss of friendship doesn't sting much longer
        C        Em            G
And a lesson is learned for whoever is next 
     C       Em        G
B or C for effort, I guess
           C          Em        G
We kinda sorta maybe tried our best 



[Bridge] (Just Down Strum Optional)
    C        Em      G
A date in a book, a picture of a ring
              C         Em             G
He whispers "I'll be saving up for a pretty, shiny thing"
     C             Em            G
But July came and went with the money all spent



[Outro]
     C       Em          G
B or C for effort, it's fine
       C        Em        G
It'll all fade away with time


END OF SONG
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