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(INTRO)
B
(VER)
B
Daily, she sends me photos of her
She’s only twenty-
E
something
Terrible with her
iPhone
Left me another
G#m
voicemail
Saying, “sorry I didn’t
text you
I haven’t been s
F#
leeping
w
E
ell”
F#
(VER)
It’s a s
B
low
burn
Coping on unemployment
Cracking her fingers
E
often
I ask her what we’re
doing
She tries to change the
G#m
subject
Saying, “I’m scared of turning
into
A parody of my
E
self”
(CHO)
And it’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
It’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
(VER)
B
Sunday, she puts on sky ferreira
She finishes her
E
self
first
She slept in her mascara
And says, “I think your music
G#m
got
worse
Since you went fully sober
At least now you won’t k
F#
ill
your
E
self”
F#
E
You need to get some help
(CHO)
And it’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
It’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
When it could all turn into nothing
(BRI)
And now
G#m
I’m afraid to throw you
In a
F#
different
light
I’m
E
waiting on the moment
When we
C#m
get it right
You’re
G#m
sleeping all alone
I’m sitting
F#
up at night
I’m
E
so in my head
I’m
C#m
so in my
B
head
It’s hard to give yourself over
B
E
(CHO)
And it’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
It’s
B
hard
To give yourself over to
E
something
And now I’m
