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  • Bb
  • C#
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  • Db
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  • Dbsus4
  • F#
  • G#
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Tom:
C# Dbsus4 It was so cold in the top room
Db Absus4 But I didn't wanna risk waking you
C# Dbsus4 So I let it sit in my feet and my fingers
Db Absus4 With everything I burn the dull ache it lingers
C# Dbsus4 And I don't know if I'll be able to complete
Db Absus4 What other people do each day without noticing
C# Dbsus4 And I don't know if I'll be able to compete
Db Absus4 With when I feel these days about almost everything [Hook]
F# One bad week for a life of breathing
G# A few nights lay awake for an eternity of sleeping
Bb I wanna feel it now
C# Cough me in, breathe me in and spit me out [Chorus]
F# C# I am someone in your passenger seat
G# F# I'm your punching bag
C# I will let you kick the shit outta me
G# F# And I'll hold your hand
C# I'll be whatever you tell me to be
G# F# And I'll understand [Verse 2]
C# Dbsus4 Breathing out cold air in my own house
Db Absus4 And wondering why I couldn't afford a solution to that by now
C# Dbsus4 And I'm sure everything seems romantic
Db Absus4 In reality it's uncomfortable to deal with [Verse 3]
C# Dbsus4 Falling asleep every other afternoon
Db Absus4 To the sound of being alone
C# Dbsus4 And having nothing to do
Db Absus4 And I'm sure moving in
C# Dbsus4 Straight away made you feel safe
Db Absus4 But it probably wasn't great for my mental state [Hook]
F# And one bad week for a life of breathing
G# A few nights lay awake for an eternity of sleeping
Bb I wanna feel it now
C# Cough me in, breathe me in and spit me out [Chorus]
F# C# I am someone in your passenger seat
G# F# I'm your punching bag
C# I will let you kick the shit outta me
G# F# And I'll hold your hand
C# I'll be whatever you tell me to be
G# F# And I'll understand [Bridge]
Db Gb Db Gb If I can't see a future for you without evil
Db Gb Db Gb A future for me without you will, only make it better
Db Gb Db Gb So I start hoping, that I stop smoking
Db Because the ducks are in a row and
Gb Db Gb This is my best chance to get my shit together [Verse 4]
Db Gb Db Gb When I turned 25 I was terrified
Db Still haven't learnt to do the dishes
Gb Db Gb My mum was my age when I became alive
Db Gb Db Gb So I stopped hoping and I quit smoking
Db Because the writing's on the wall
Gb And it's been there for a while
Db Gb And it sure is nice to remember things yeah [Chorus]
F# C# I am someone in your passenger seat
G# F# I'm your punching bag
C# I will let you kick the shit outta me
G# F# And I'll hold your hand
C# I'll be whatever you tell me to be
G# F# And I'll understand
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