Intro
F
I wake up and eat leftover Thai food
A# F
Wearing Annie's shoes
A# F
I can't feel anything inside me
A# F
And so I'm acting cool
[Verse]
F
I fell asleep with the heat on my back
A# F
Soft, contained and small
C
Sometimes I picture it is Ella
A# F
And her weight contains it all
A# F
But every night a part of me grows sad that she's a dog
C A# F
She'd stare ahead blankly and wonder why if I should try to call
A# F
She'd wonder why my voice were there at all
[Chorus]
D# C A# F
But I feel done with being someone
D# C A# F
You think you can talk through
D# C A# F
When I sit and think about it
D# C A# F
I wonder why I'm here at all