Season

D Bm A
D Bm A


[Verse 1]

         D            Bm           A       D
Never a secret when I say I'm not doing so well
        Bm            A           D
Package marked to be handled with care
       Bm          A              G       A
Got so good at pretending there's nothing wrong

          D
High on a tight rope
        Bm              A          D
Sits my heart strung up for all to see
          Bm           A         D
Know it's not quite as bad as it seems
      Bm           A         G        A
Every morning gets harder to leave my bed


[Pre-Chorus]

G
Careful now
        Bm      A        G       A
There's someone here counting on you


[Chorus]

D       A                       Bm
I can't wait for this season to end
             G                 D
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
           A        Bm         A        G
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
A
It's just a season for me


D Bm A
D Bm A


[Verse 2]
           D                 Bm               A          D
Recklessly cautious, holding weight that this body can't bare
          Bm         A            D
Frail but loyal with time left to spare
           Bm            A               G         A
Sporting a smile with my fingers crossed behind my back


[Pre-Chorus]

       G
If I'm careful now
       Bm         A        G         A
Things might just turn themselves around


[Chorus]

D       A                       Bm
I can't wait for this season to end
             G                 D
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
           A        Bm         A        G
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
A
It's just a season for me


[Bridge]

Bm    G       D      A
Everything is fine
Bm    G       D      A
Everything is fine
Bm                  G
Every               thing             is
(Curses in cursive) (Sing loud, don't lie to me)
D                              A
Fine
(Nothing you've got when you're gone)
Bm                  G
Every               thing      is
(Words into verses) (Inhale, exhale again)
D                              A
Fine
(These are the roads that we're on)


[Chorus]

D       A                       Bm
I can't wait for this season to end
             G                    D
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
           A        Bm         A           G        A
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve


D       A                       Bm
I can't wait for this season to end
             G                 D
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
           A        Bm         A        G
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
A
It's just a season for me


[Outro]

D Bm A
D Bm A