Worn Out Guitar

Today I'm feelin' Just like a worn out guitar My strings have been strummed too much And stretched way too far Maybe I'll change them Oh, maybe I will Sometimes I want to break So I can change up my fill And I can't help but notice The cracks along the wood People say to get them fixed but They're there for good Today I'm feelin' Just like a worn out guitar My strings have been strummed too much And stretched way too far Runnin' high Runnin' into the street And when I'm runnin' so low I get back up on my feet Flyin' high Flyin' into the sky And when I'm feelin' so low I get back up on my feet Today I'll put away My old worn out guitar It served me well for years With its beautiful scars But times are changin' And so am I I'll play some new songs With this new way of life And I can't help but notice Oh, how good I feel I'm always tuned to the key that Just don't feel real Runnin' high Runnin' into the street And when I'm runnin' so low I get back up on my feet Flyin' high Flyin' into the sky And when I'm feelin' so low I get back up on my feet Runnin' high Runnin' into the street And when I'm runnin' low I get back up on my feet Today I'll put away (runnin' into the street) My old worn out guitar (and when I'm runnin' low) It served me well for years With its beautiful scars (I get back up on my feet) Today I'll put away (I get back up on my feet) My old worn out guitar (and when I'm runnin' low) It served me well for years (I get back up on my feet)