Intro
E B A C#m B x2
[Verse 1]
E
There is a chest
Of skin, of drawers
B
With pictures of waterspouts
A C#m B
Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland
E
Where you once lived
Before
B
When you were younger
Before
A C#m B
You learned how to hope, want, or wish
E B A C#m B
[Verse 2]
E B
Your step became unsteady once
Even more
A C#m
Every time you would stand on shrapnel
B E
Under your feet
B
There was a growth under your skin
An addition of pride
A C#m B
For your newfound wasteland
[Verse 3]
E
B
But even worse
A
The future you see
The future you bring
C#m B E
The future you are completely okay with
I could wait up sick
B
Waiting for a response
A
I could wait up, waiting for anything
C#m B
And it’s something that you’re completely okay with
[Chorus 1]
E
B A
You've been standing outside of my apartment
C#m B E
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
B A
You've been standing outside of my apartment
C#m B E
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 4]
B
Tell me, tell me, Miranda
A
Where do you see yourself tomorrow?
Do you worry each Wednesday
C#m B
When the week is almost over
E
Where you will sleep
B
Where you will sleep
A
Your sanctuary is Missouri in May
C#m B
And I still insist on cutting my tongue off
[Chorus 2]
E
B A
You've been standing outside of my apartment
C#m B E
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
B A
You've been standing outside of my apartment
C#m B E
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 5]
B
I will not speak of the crash
A
Cause if it is never spoken of
C#m B
Then history will never know it happened
E
If it is never written about
B
Then no one can ever read it
A
If it is never talked about
C#m B
Then no one can ever hear it
E
Then no one can ever hear it
B A C#m B
Then no one can ever hear it
[Verse 6]
E B
Do we know the truths of every broken step?
A
Only if it's told
C#m
Forgotten when it's old
B E
Undesired and cold
B A C#m B
There is no story to be told
[Bridge]
E B A C#m B
We'll say (repeated)
[Instrumental]
E B A C#m B
E
[Coda/verse 7]
We'll say
B
We'll meet up in some hotel room
A
Be it fancy or pay by the hour
C#m B
And we'll comfort each other
E
Like we used to in our time
B
You'll say it'll be just like the old days
A
But it won't be the fucking old days
C#m B
No it won't be the fucking old days
E
Only now with our broken parts
B A
Our overused and torn up pieces
C#m
Will it be better than before?
B E
Will it be better than before?
B
Do we thank our practice with others
A
Or will it be tarnished by exact thought?
C#m B
Will it be better than before?
E
Will it be better than before?
B A C#m B
Will it be better than before?
D