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