Ambitions

Now, I c[D]an’t behave
I feel it in my feet on the st[F#m]reets
But don’t you k[G]now?
There’s something I can feel when I b[D]reathe

I told [D]you once
You’re breaking into separate [F#m]parts
But don’t you kn[G]ow?
It’s something that I can’t live with[Bm]out

And if [G]somebody’s going to [D]make it
then this [Bm]somebody ought to be you
And I [G]keep telling my re[D]flection
Am[A]bitions are already starting to [D]fade

I can’t [D]tolerate
The feelings that I feel when I [F#m]feel
But don’t you [G]know?
Some feelings never seem to let [D]go

Like a [D]silverblade
I cut my way out of con[F#m]trol
But don’t you [G]know?
Some blades will cut you right to the [Bm]bone

And if [G]somebody’s going to [D]make it
then this [Bm]somebody ought to be you
And if [G]somebody’s going to [D]fake it
then this [A]somebody, somebody is you
If it’s [G]me that was going to [D]take it
then I [Bm]know that it wouldn’t be straight
And I [G]keep telling my re[D]flection
Am[A]bitions are already starting to [D]fade

I Can’t [D]tolerate

(Can’t tolerate)
I Can’t [F#m]tolerate… [A]
(Can’t tolerate)

And if [G]somebody’s going to [D]make it
then this [Bm]somebody ought to be you
And if [G]somebody’s going to [D]fake it
then this [A]somebody, somebody is you
If it’s [G]me that was going to [D]take it
then I [Bm]know that it wouldn’t be straight
And I [G]keep telling my re[D]flection
Am[A]bitions are already starting to [D]fade