C Em |
I still don't know what I was waiting for |
F G |
And my time was running wild |
F C |
A million dead-end streets |
C Em |
Every time I thought I'd got it made |
F G |
It seemed the taste was not so sweet |
Cmaj7 Dm Em Ebm |
So I turned myself to face me |
Dm G |
But I've never caught a glimpse |
C Dm Em Ebm |
Of how the others must see the faker |
Dm G |
I'm much too fast to take that test |