Paper Thin

Bm A F#m Send me off and give me Bm A F#m Magazine copies of open spaces Bm A F#m And open ends, distant, diverted from the medicine Bm A F#m And our own ends that we're seeing A C#m White, white walls and hospitals E All of us feel trivial C#m A B And relative, tentative and waiting A C#m For all those white, white walls and hospitals E All of us feel trivial C#m G#m A And paper thin, tentative and waiting Bm A F#m For just another day of no answers Bm A F#m And no promises in the night time Bm A F#m But in the meantime, fucking hospitals and medicine Bm A F#m Stand towering and cold and pallid A C#m White, white walls and hospitals E All of us feel trivial C#m A B And relative, tentative and waiting A C#m For all those white, white walls and hospitals E All of us feel trivial C#m G#m A And paper thin, tentative and waiting C#m G#m A And paper thin, tentative and waiting C#m G#m E F#m 2x E Send me out there to the tower now E Hospitals and their medicine