Sarah Connor - Close to crazy

^BDriving down the road, bl^G#mue sky I look at my l^Bife, And everything is p^G#merfectly fine, There is my b^Baby, solid as ^G#msteel But what would ^Bhe say if he knew how ^G#mI feel

^ECause I've been to the bottom ^EOf each and every bottom ^EAnd every bruise gets better in ^F#time

Why do I f^Beel like I'm walking on glass Why do I f^G#meel like my heart is a mess Why is my m^Bind never at rest The truth is, ^G#mbe careful baby I'm close to crazy

^BIf you're standing here by m^G#me You might catch the same d^Bisease The yellow light is hard to see ^G#m

Sometimes in my head, ^G#mI guess It's like I'm u^Bp on a tight rope Falling and coul^G#mdn't care less ^BThere you are baby My saf^G#mety net But the tr^Bouble is lately I'm sc^G#mared to death

^ECause I've been to the bottom ^EOf each and every bottom ^EAnd all your intentions are better th^F#an mine

Why do I f^Beel like I'm walking on glass Why do I f^G#meel like my heart is a mess Why is my m^Bind never at rest The truth is, ^G#mbe careful baby I'm close to crazy

^BIf you're standing here by m^G#me You might catch the same d^Bisease The yellow light is hard to see ^G#m

^EThrough the moments That I wish to disa^Eppear Will you still like me? ^E Through the beauty and my insa^Enity Could you still lov^F#e me?

Cause sometimes I f^Beel like walking on glass And sometimes I fe^G#mel like my heart is a mess I wish that I could put my m^Bind to rest But the tr^G#muth is may well be, I'm too close to crazy

^BIf you're standing here by m^G#me You might catch the same d^Bisease The yellow light is hard to see ^G#m