Peachy

F Bb F A Bb Bbm F (2x) C Bb F A How else can I say I am not your hide-away, Bb Bbm F Get your face out from the crook in my arm. C Bb F A And not only just I can be what's keeping you alive, Bb Bbm F If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone. Dm C Bb F And god knows I've tried, Dm C Bb But I am god damned tired. F Bb F A Bb Bbm F C Bb F A Bb And I will build a fort around you, the bricks are drying in the sun, Bbm F Stay real still I'll soon be done. C Bb F A But I'm not strong enough to hold you up, Bb F Bb F I've got a hole inside my gut and it's tearing me apart. Bb F Bb F Yeah this hole inside my gut it is tearing me apart. Bbm F It is tearing me apart. (x4) Dm F I am small the television's falling from the second floor, Gm Bb F My sister's hand in mine as we watch it go. Dm F Another scene with sirens in the front yard Gm Bb For the neighbors to read by the lights of.