Tall Enough

Bb Eb Eb It's been ten years since I saw my face Bb Now all I see is the back of her head Eb As she stands on the tips of her toes Bb She's not even tall enough to climb into bed Eb But at least she could stand on a stage and not care Bb Belting at a crowd like some soul-bearing prayer Eb When all they were looking for is a face Bb That looked just like theirs Eb Breathe in deeper, understand less Bb Deep blue darkness at the hem of my dress Eb Bb Didn't even choose to wear it Eb California stapled to me Bb Hold the eight year old close so she won't have to see Gm7 F Eb Me and the mind I left her inside of this long Eb It's been ten years since I spoke the truth Bb Hiding from the fact that I missed half my youth Eb Fib to survive and feed off of trying Bb I think that the easier thing is just lying Prechorus Eb Bb When all my cousins get married will I Gm F Be their flower girl or not receive an invite Eb Bb The black sheep of the family every Christmastime Gm F Stagnant in the corner while they pour out the wine Eb Bb Breathe in deeper, still lost on how Gm F The pavement talks back when I wander around Bb Gm F You're just sick of the footstep sounds Eb Bb Suitcase packed, shoes tied to my feet Gm7 Little girl in the doorway with one eye watching me Eb Bb Gm7 F And the mind I left her inside this long Gm It's been ten years since I saw my face Eb Now all I see is the back of her head Bb As she stands on the tips of her toes F Dm She's not even tall enough to climb into bed Gm But at least she could stand on a stage and not care Eb Belting at a crowd with some soul-bearing prayer Bb When all they were looking for is a face Dm That looked just like theirs Gm It's been ten years since I spoke the truth (Breathe in deeper) Eb Hiding from the fact that I missed half my youth (Understand less) Bb Fib to survive and feed off of trying (Deep blue darkness) Dm I think that the easier thing is just lying (Hem of my dress) Gm When all my cousins get married will I (Breathe in deeper) Eb Be their flower girl or not receive an invite? (Still lost on how) Bb The black sheep of the family every Christmastime (Pavement talks back) Dm Stagnant in the corner while they pour out the wine (Wander around) D Eb Now I walk to the kitchen, consume, and come back Bb To a small box of poison that lights up the black Eb I wake up each day next to myself Bb Shift my eyes to the bathroom and there's someone else Eb Now all I see is the back of her head Bb As she stands on the tips of her toes Eb She has no idea she's all I have left Bb She's not even tall enough to climb into bed