The Wind Shifts

A#m F# The wind shifts by itself, C# Reminding us where we've been, G#--A We kick and scream and raise hell, A#m Til we're too tired to stand. F# We tear down all our sense, C# And we'll force our opinion, G#--A We'll make sure we're ahead, F# We'll hate ourselves in the end. G# A#m C# F# I wanted to be loved by someone. G# A#m C# I didn't want to be so scared. F# G# A#m This wind changed me... C# (I used to care...) F# G# A#m This wind changed me...