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