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