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