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