The Sycamore

G Dm F C G You're the sycamore Dm You proudly sway F C When the old bark peels away G Like shedding skin Dm I can't begin F C to notice This is your escape G And the lighter that i got Dm The more that people all around me F They would all say how much better C That they thought that i was doing G They looked and they would compliment me Dm With their eyes F C They had no idea They had fallen for my game G When the sun comes up Dm F C I can hardly feel anything G When the sun comes up Dm F C I can hardly feel anything G Dm F C G The symptoms that i see Dm Come more frequently F C And i can tell It's hard as hell It ain't easy G Your arms reached out to me Dm Like tired branches on the tree F C There's so little left of your body there to squeeze G But the questions have no answers Dm So i passed the time F C Napkins folded into lines Hands were shaking I'm just fine G Don't take me for my word Dm Was not for me to say F C Whispers that i heard They just keep taking me away G When the sun comes up Dm F C I can hardly feel anything G When the sun comes up Dm F C I can hardly feel anything G Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm Hardly feel anything F C I hardly feel G Dm I hardly feel anything F C I hardly feel G When the sun comes up Dm F C I can hardly feel anything