Tucked away in an attic
Of a place on Aberdeen (ends on G7*)
With some books and a mattress
And me off sweeping (ends on Am)
As my thoughts would collect
In the cracks between the floorboards (ends on G7*)
Taking stock of their plight they wonder
What a life like this is good for (ends on F)
CHORUS:
C F A* F
I forgot what exactly it felt like to be alone
C F A* Am
I forgot what exactly it felt like to be alone
C F A* F
I forgot what exactly it felt like to be alone
C F A* G7*
I forgot what exactly it felt like to be alone
INSTRUMENTAL
VERSE 3:
Under the weight of my feet
I feel the feel the floorboards speaking (ends on Am)
And at night while I read
I feel the street lights creep in (ends on Am)
The only books that I brought
Were by children's authors (ends on G7*)
Like the one in which Piglet
Is entirely surrounded by water (ends on F)
INSTRUMENTAL
VERSE 4:
In the rearview mirror
I see me on the highway (ends on G7*)
With a tow rope tied to my chest
And then driving away (ends on F)
Both lungs pulled tight
As I fight to keep breathing (ends on G7*)
Having the wind knocked out of me
Feels like a tired cliché (ends on F)
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