Key: F
Bb
C
Gm7
Me and my big ideas
Bb
C
Gm7
Won't wash away your tears
Bb
C
No one else seems to mind
Gm7
C
That I'm not that kind
Bb
C
Gm7
Gº
get
Bb
C
Gm7
We'll pay him well my dear
Bb
C
He will see inside your mind
Gm7
C
Because he is that kind
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
It's a southern kind of heat
Bb
C
Dm
The shadows crack and start to creep
Bb
C
Dm
Conversation drags its feet
Bb
C
Gm7
I wish we'd both been more discreet
Bb
C
Dm
Like light that it caught between night and day
Gm7
C
You're stuck between me and my
Bb
C
Gm7
Me and my big ideas
Bb
C
Gm7
Won't wash away your tears
Bb
C
So many strings to your bow
Gm7
C
Why not let one go
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
Well they love you when you're weak
Bb
C
Dm
Bet they hate you to see this winning streak
Bb
C
Dm
It's that thing we call control
Bb
C
Gm7
There's a deep frustration in their soul
Bb
Black thoughts
C
Dm
That are stuck between someone's ears
Bb
Gm7
C
Gm7
C
Like me and my big idea
Bb
C
So many strings to your bow
Gm7
C
Why not let one go
Bb
C
Gm7
C
In a way this dream is over
Bb
C
G
C
Blown away our four leaf clover
Gm7
C
There's no reason why
Gm7
There's just me and my
Bb
C
Gm7
Me and my big ideas
Bb
C
Gm7
Won't wash away your tears
Bb
C
No one else seems to mind
Gm7
C
That I'm not that kind
C
Blown away… Blown away