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Intro: C Am F (x2) verse 1 C Am F C Am F stop The people in the apartments across the street, literally and metaphorically look down on me C Tangled in tenderness Am F Why do I have to live like this? C I was tempted by your company Am F And you've already noticed me C Am F I'm sorry for what I say when I don't know what I'm saying C Am F And you don't have to play this cat and mouse game I am playing C Am F I'm just a pretty sad person in a quite surreal place C Am F And I don't look up from my phone because I know I won't see your face C Am F C stop And it's pathetic, it's also not a competition [Refrão] C F Am G And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me C F Am stop And I've always been the one who cares too much verse 2 C F F And I hope you're happy, I hope you've slept Am G I'll try not write another record about the pain in my chest C F Am stop I'm just so glad I could be someone that you wanted C Am F And I don't recognise these stars, I'm unfamiliar with this skyline C Am F I was born and bred in bars, now nothing man-made is in my eyeline C Am F Turn and walk back to the house that they saved after the war C And I am questioned once again Am F Get asked what I would do that for C And our host tells me I'm sick Am F Tentatively hands me a spliff C And I know he's forgotten my name Am F But I don't remember his [Refrão] C F Am G And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me C F Am stop And I've always been the one who cares too much Hook F C Am And oh god if only it was that easy to run G F From what I've achieved, I've let it define me C Am I'm having panic attacks on German TV G F This is not work ethic, it's survival technique C And there's nothing I can really do Am G F So I sit in the band room, start fights to get attention from you C Am There is nothing I am qualified or smart enough to do G F G F Sit in the band room and start fights to get attention from you verse 3 C Am F I walk off into the corn field, every cut's a new relief C Am F I might stop talking altogether if you stop talking to me C And if I'm really supposed to be here Am F Why has no one come to that conclusion C I'm out of place amongst the band boys Am F I can't suspend disillusion C Am F And music industry professionals yeah they can all go and fuck themselves C Am F C And it's just me and Chris, but he's stoned as shit and passing out Am F C That was okay once, for some reason it's sad now Am F C Am F C For some reason it's sad now, for some reason it's sad