Nostalgia Cycle

A I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets The way the drugs would feel when they were hard to get E F#m A The problem is simple, nostalgia cycle E F#m A My mind is in a fight against the time that I have left E F#m A Hmm, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, yeah E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Woah) E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Woah) E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Ah-ah) E F#m A Amaj7 And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time (Ah-ah) E F#m A And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time A I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets Before I lost myself in so much random s*x E F#m A Sleepin' with strangers, ignorin' the dangers Amaj7 E F#m A Scribble my past up, I scrubbed these erasers E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, yeah E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Woah) E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Woah) E F#m A Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Ah-ah) E F#m A Amaj7 And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time (Ah-ah) E F#m A And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time E F#m A And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time E F#m A And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time, hmm E F#m A My soul is spent E F#m And I'm left with no regrets A E I can't forget F#m Amaj7 E But you wouldn't understand, you wouldn't understand F#m You wouldn't understand