Novelist

C Em F I wake up and always feel like a novelist when C G C I'm too stuck in my mind C Em F I feel like another busker on the corner C G C Selling my earnings from my crime C Em F Train tracks for honest workers at the hospital C G C Waiting for a life on the line C Em F And every time I think I've banished all the anguish, well C G C A little more comes just in time C Em F I wake up and always feel like a novelist when C G C I'm too stuck in my mind C Em F I used to always play pretend like nothing ever C G C Changes and now I know why C Em F Cuz every time I wake up after all the breakups well C G C I think I'm wasting my time C Em F I write down the reasons for painting all the seasons C G C Just to feel like I'm alive C Em F And even when I'm lonely with fucked up ceremonies, well C G C At least I've got it off my mind C Em F I wake up and always feel like a novelist when C G C I'm too stuck in my mind C Em F I feel like another busker on the corner C G C Selling my earnings from my crime C Em F Every time I think I've banished all the anguish, well C G C A little more comes just in time C Em F And every time I think I've banished all the anguish, well C G C A little more comes just in time