(verse 1) Am D It's really too bad. Am D He became a pris - 'ner of his own past Am D He stabbed the mom - ent in the back with a round thumbtack Am D That held up the list of thing he got to do Am D It's really no good Am D He's moving on before he under - stood Am D He shot the fu - ture in the foot with ev - 'ry step he took Am D From the places he'd seen 'cause he forgot to look (chorus) Am Am Better staple it together and call it bad weather G C X 2 Staple it together and call it bad weather (verse 2) Well i guess you could say That he don't even know where to begin 'Cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid Diggin' deep into the ditch every chance he missed And the mess he made 'Cause hate is such a strong word And every brick he laid, a mistake They say that his walls are getting taller,his world is getting smaller (repeat chorus) (repeat verse 1) (repeat chorus) (outro) Am D If the weather gets better we should get together G C Spend a little time or we could do whatever Am D And if we get together we'd be twice as clever G C So staple it together and call it bad weather.