Intro: D Bm A [x2]

D            Bm              D                 Bm       
I walk right past his window when the light is growing dim
D            Bm              D              Bm 
He looks away from me and as I glance in at him
D            Bm              D            Bm   
He owns one bed, one bookcase and the television
D            Bm              D                 Bm
He sits and watches and I'm glad I'm not there with him

A                            G
There was a time when he was young
A                               G                        D
There was a time when he had no time to regret what he'd done


D Bm A [x2]


D             Bm       
There are six men on the ground floor
D                               Bm       
Three stories up and there are sixteen more
D                              Bm
And the stories they tell you think you've heard before
            D             Bm
But listen closely, to be sure

A                               G
There was a time when they were young
A                                 G                          D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done

D                 Bm       
I see him on the street in the cold
D                                     Bm                  D
He nods as if to greet me, I feel too young, and he too old


D Bm A [x2]


D       Bm       
He is a nameless face to me
D            Bm
This is his hiding place I see
D                    Bm
He talks to himself, I can see his breath
D                      Bm
Sixteen rooms, sixteen men off the meth

A                               G
There was a time when they were young
A                                 G                          D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done