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