Intro: Eb

Verse 1:
Eb
I saw the TV glow, I

I'm in the eighth grade

Sending grown men grainy photos

Of my ribcage

My bedroom has no door, so

I can never close 'em

I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice
                       Ab
When my eyes are open

I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice
                      Eb
When my eyes are open

Verse 2:
Eb
And somewhere south of Tallahassee

a teenage boy with a summer job

He's driving grown men around a golf course
                                     Ab
He's going home to a manicured lawn
                                        Eb   Em
And digging holes in his manicured lawn

Bridge: Cm   Bb

                    Eb
I think I was born bored
                    Gm
I think I was born blue
                            Cm
I think I was born wanting more
                    Bb7                 Bb
I think I was born already missing you


Eb Bb  F
Ooh, ooh-ooh


         Ab             F
But my heart is like a claw machine
       Bb         G7
Its only function is to reach
    Cm             Ab Bb  Eb
It can't hold on to a-ny-thing
      Ab               Abm  Eb
No I can't hold on to any-thing

Interlude: Gm C Bb

Verse 3:
                         Eb
My best friend started driving
               Gm
Never went to class
                      C
The worst part of the car crash was
   Db           Ab
Talking to her dad
Bb
I said I wasn't scared

But I was thinking it
     G
You know it's a mistake
         Cm          G    Ab
When it's me who was making it

It's always the wrong thing
          Abm              Eb
When it's me who's saying it

Outro: Gm Bm Bb
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.