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Intro: Am Em G Am (a couple of times
LAm MIm
If I could crawl inside of you
SOL LAm
I'm laughing with a broken face
LAm MIm
I stumble across my self esteem
SOL LAm
But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space
C (?)
Understand ...
DO LAm
that God wrapped like a bow
C (?)
But in my head ...
DO
There's some shelves that need cleaning from basement to ceiling
LAm
control
Verse 2: (same Am - Em - G - Am)
If what you're seeing is an open book
that's great well I'm an open book, but i'm real shy.
There's a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.
That's strange 'cause i'm an open book, a confused boy.
CHORUS: (Am - Em - G - Am again.)
LAm
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people
MIm
my heart while in it's cage, is used to giving and not recieve a thing
SOL
but the only funny thing, is that i don't know how to give myself
LAm
Advice.
LAm
I've got this post traumatic thing I've got this tatoo of a ring that lies
MIm
Around my wedding finger, that's where I'd like to state this claim
SOL
that i gotta learn to live and dream before I go and get myself
LAm
In love
DO
In love ... before, before, before I go and get myself
LAm
in love.
VERSE 3: (Am-Em-G-Am)
LAm
There's Zoloft, Wellbutrin, there's Paxil that's groovin'
MIm
no side effects.
SOL
But the rest left unnamed 'cause they worked like a charm
LAm
on me.
LAm
but when your savings is drying you can't stop from crying
MIm
You gotta suck it up.
SOL
you're not her buttercup, you'r not her
LAm
Favorite book.
CHORUS
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