Shoes

Verse:
G
Staying at Mike's 'til the end of June
G
He went back home, so I'm in his room
     D         A
It's cool, lonely too
    G
I'd get up at 11:00 just to go outside
      G                                              D A
Don't have to leave the house, but I feel like tryin'
    G
I'm sitting on a chair, tryna count the leaves
     G
That fall onto the grass when the neighbors leave
    D                                    A
And shut their doors enough to shake the ground
    G              Bm                  A                   G
Oh, I keep singing thoughts as if that makes them leave my mind
          Bm             A                 G
Resort to watching other people live their lives
              Bm        A       G
And give them mine like trading places
   Bm           A
As if I could escape it

Chorus:
            Em                        D                 A
'Cause when everything stops, but the ceiling fan in my room
                               Em                  D                    A
The thought creeps in that the person I saw in the mirror can't fill my shoes

Verse 2:
     G
So I started drinking coffee at a place that I like
   G                                         D
On Adelaide West near the park that I'd lie awake in
                              A
With my friends after getting wasted
       G
No, it doesn't even matter that I hate the taste
       G                                            D
I just wanna hear the chatter from a different table
  A                                  G
I let the noise replace what's in my mind
           Bm              A                G
Instead of facing things I thought I left behind
           Bm          A                   G
I'd rather listen to a stranger live their life
              Bm A              G
And give them mine like trading places
   Bm           A
As if I could escape it

Chorus 2:
            Em                        D                 A
'Cause when everything stops, but the ceiling fan in my room
                               Em                  D                    A
The thought creeps in that the person I saw in the mirror can't fill my shoes
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