[ Предположительная тональность: E ] [Intro] E G#7 C#m E [Verse] E If you're trying to get in his head Then you're just wasting your breath G#7 'Cause he might as well be dead C#m There just ain't no getting through E If that's what you're trying to do [Verse] E And to those who don't know him yet He don't care if you ever do G#7 He is faithful to himself C#m And it can hurt to hear the truth E But he just ain't concerned with you [Chorus] C#m E They were mean, said they were silly dreams C#m So he had to leave, no time to grieve Had to set out and find E Something better than what he left behind Something he knew was worth C#m E All of his pain and hurt E G#7 C#m E [Verse] E He gets down on his own self More than anybody else can G#7 And it's easy to understand C#m But it can hurt to hear the truth E But he just ain't concerned with you [Chorus] C#m E 'Cause spirits have their own minds C#m They can't be confined to fit between the lines E Spirits have their own minds C#m They can't be confined, they draw their own lies [Bridge] A E It's alright tell 'em how it is C# E Even though it don't make you popular A E Sometimes you gotta be a dick C# E You don't have to roll over E G#7 C#m E [Verse] E So to those who don't know him yet E He don't care if you ever do G#7 He is faithful to himself C#m And it can hurt to hear the truth E But he just ain't concerned with you [Chorus] C#m E They were mean, said they were silly dreams C#m So he had to leave, no time to grieve Had to set out and find E Something better than what he left behind Something he knew was worth C#m All of his pain and hurt C#m E spirits have their own minds C#m They can't be confined, they draw their own lines [Bridge] A E It's alright tell 'em how it is C# E Even though it don't make you popular A E Sometimes you gotta be a dick C# E You don't have to roll over