Bm G
Bm
I don't give enough to take back what I own
G
My stories are told out of broken homes
F#
I could be a bit better if I killed off this ghost
G
I'm alone
F# Em F# Bm G
F# Bm
G
C# F#
I bleed from the inside, and I won't tell anyone
Bm G
I'm nowhere to find, but I couldn't care at all
C# F#
I live like a ghost to keep me from talking
Bm
Do you notice where I'm at?
G
Cause I couldn't care at all
F# Bm
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run to
G
when nobody listens
F#
And I'm just a liar who's tired of trying
Bm G
I'll pick myself apart cause I couldn't care at all
Bm F# Em F# Em
Bm
And I'm sick
F# Em
I'm sick of waiting
Bm
And I'm sick
F# Em Bm
I'm sick of waiting