Key: E
Introduction: Ab Eb Fm
Ab
You fucked me up and
Eb
left me hanging from
Fm
the bottom rung And
Ab
now my wrists are sore
Eb
these hands no good
Fm
for anyone So now
Ab
I'm trying to make it
Eb Fm
through my first June
Ab Eb Fm
without you Without you
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm
out of the garden
Ab
I spent three summers
Eb
here with my eyes
Bb Ab
open wide But now
everything has
Eb
crumbled along
Bb Ab
with your spine
It's more apathy
Eb Bb
than anything anymore
Ab
And less of where
I'm standing at your
Eb
front door Begging
Fm
that you let me in
Ab
So go cry to your
Eb Fm
father in hopes
Ab
that I'll unwrite
these songs
Eb Bb Ab
about his daughter
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab Eb Fm Ab Eb Fm
out of the garden
Ab
I don't sleep anymore
Eb Fm
Knowing you're not
Ab
getting much On
the fourth floor
Eb
of Townsend On
Fm
the fourth floor
of Townsend
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab(hºld)
out of the garden