Dm  F C G
Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart would breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down
Into the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream, "Are we having fun yet?"

It's not like you didn't know that
I said I loved you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
'Cause living with me must have damn near killed you
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am