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            [Verse 1]
                 C
We could call it tragic
                       Em
And round up all the reasons
                     Am
To hold on to the sadness
                       F
And drink it 'til it makes us sick
                          C
Yeah, we could drag the past out
                    Em
Just to keep on grieving
                         Am
Yeah, we could call it tragic
                     F
Or we could call it even
[Pre-Chorus]
          C
I'm a problem solver
                                 Em
'Cause I always used to be a problem
             Am
Learned to get back up
                      F
When I felt like I had fallen too far
[Chorus]
                C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                      Em
Learned to throw a punch, learned to take a hit
       Am                          F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
               C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                 Em
Looking at the world, rose-colored glasses
       Am                         F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
               C
Since I was a kid
[Verse 2]
                   C
We can call it tragic
                               Em
After everything we've been through
                       Am
But I think we were healing
                        F
Even though we didn't mean to
                   C
We don't have to talk about it
              Em
If you don't want to
                   Am
But I would never blame you
                    F
Yeah, I just wanna thank you
[Pre-Chorus]
         C
I'm a problem solver
                              Em
'Cause I always used to be a problem
            Am
Learned to get back up
                          F
When I felt like I had fallen too far
[Chorus]
               C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                      Em
Learned to throw a punch, learned to take a hit
       Am                         F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
               C
Since I was a kid, I've been like this
                 Em
Looking at the world, rose-colored glasses
      Am                          F
And I'm still the way I was, I haven't changed a bit
               C
Since I was a kid
[Post-Chorus]
 C                Em
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
 Am                F
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
[Outro]
                    C
We could call it tragic
                            Em
For a million different reasons
                    Am
We could call it tragic
                     F
Or we could call it even