| C | G | F | |
| A | s I come of a | ge, I keep fal | lin' down |
| Bb | F | |
| And I f | eel just like a sch | oolboy |
| C | G | |
| I was i | n a senseless r | age |
| F | Bb | F | |
| Running to | o hard, and I to | re you all to pi | eces |
| CHORUS: |
| Am | |
| Y | es but it's all over now |
| F | |
| And I | 'm a little bit older now |
| D | |
| The les | sons that I'm learning now |
| G | |
| Are gonna m | ake it easy (somehow) |
| C | G | F | |
| N | ow again I t | ry, star | ting over |
| Bb | F | |
| Put the pie | ces back tog | ether |
| C | G | F | |
| E | ven as I c | ry, bitter te | ars |
| Bb | F | |
| I can s | ee it's all a pu | zzle |
| Am | F | D | C | |
| A g | ame, always the s | ame | , o | oh ... |
| CHORUS |
| By the time I die, with the passing |
| If I've sorted out my changes |
| And if you could take the time |
| I would tell you that it's still a puzzle |
| The same, always a game, ooh |