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