D
i woke up today
G
and put all my shit in boxes
Em F#m G
it’s 8 : 00 Am , so i’m glad i wasn’t out late
D
i woke up today
G
guess it’s good i hadn’t finished
Em F#m G
unpacking all of this in the first place
D D Bm A
D D Em G
D
suburbs have abandoned me
G
i’ve had the same best friend since ’93
Em F#m
i call , he’s not answering , no
G
i can’t get comfortable on my own street
D
i’m not fond of south philly
G
or how my neighbors love icp
Em F#m
i guess it’s better than bancroft street
G
at least the fridge here works and the walls don’t leak , at least
D
i’m starting to see
what’s left for me
i’m starting to
D Bm A
D Em G
we’ve moved on again so i packed my shit and left home
D Bm A
it’s alright to think i still belong to something
D
i don’t
F#m G
guess i can see why you’d think so
G A
D G
nothing made me feel further away
than “left and leaving” through a blown car stereo
Em F#m G
nothing made me feel closer to home
than “ready to die” through my headphones
D G
so we reached the coast , but where do we sleep tonight?
damned if i know
Em F#m
we’ll try to stay at the airport
G
they can’t send us home and we’ve got no place to go
chorus
G A
guess i can see why you’d think so
G A
G
don’t say it’s up to me .
A
don’t say it’s up to me
Bm
don’t say it’s up to me
A
don’t say
G A
so the creaks in the floor boards are calling out to me
Bm
A
i’m laying here again with my head on my backpack , wrapped in my hoodie
this is how it is when
chorus
D
i stacked lonelier than god
G
next to you get so alone sometimes
Em F#m G
i know how this must look from the outside
D
it took almost 13 months
G
for me to be where i feel fine
Em F#m G
i’m not as sad as i’ll let myself believe sometimes
D
i woke up today
G
and put all my shit in boxes
Em F#m G
it’s 8 : 00 Am , so i’m glad i wasn’t out late
D
i woke up today
G
guess it’s good i hadn’t finished
Em F#m G
unpacking all of this in the first place
D D Bm A
D D Em G
D
suburbs have abandoned me
G
i’ve had the same best friend since ’93
Em F#m
i call , he’s not answering , no
G
i can’t get comfortable on my own street
D
i’m not fond of south philly
G
or how my neighbors love icp
Em F#m
i guess it’s better than bancroft street
G
at least the fridge here works and the walls don’t leak , at least
D
i’m starting to see
what’s left for me
i’m starting to
D Bm A
D Em G
we’ve moved on again so i packed my shit and left home
D Bm A
it’s alright to think i still belong to something
D
i don’t
F#m G
guess i can see why you’d think so
G A
D G
nothing made me feel further away
than “left and leaving” through a blown car stereo
Em F#m G
nothing made me feel closer to home
than “ready to die” through my headphones
D G
so we reached the coast , but where do we sleep tonight?
damned if i know
Em F#m
we’ll try to stay at the airport
G
they can’t send us home and we’ve got no place to go
chorus
G A
guess i can see why you’d think so
G A
G
don’t say it’s up to me .
A
don’t say it’s up to me
Bm
don’t say it’s up to me
A
don’t say
G A
so the creaks in the floor boards are calling out to me
Bm
A
i’m laying here again with my head on my backpack , wrapped in my hoodie
this is how it is when
chorus
D
i stacked lonelier than god
G
next to you get so alone sometimes
Em F#m G
i know how this must look from the outside
D
it took almost 13 months
G
for me to be where i feel fine
Em F#m G
i’m not as sad as i’ll let myself believe sometimes
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