Good Grief

Fmaj7 And you stand so tall in your head C I'll erase it all, 'til you're dead Fmaj7 And regret that I didn't call C But enough's enough, my heart is sunk Fmaj7 And it feels C Fmaj7 Like 16, like a magazine C Fmaj7 Like I'm undoing Fmaj7 A husk in my bed C And I drive, it's dusk, my eyes all red Fmaj7 And I'm sure, a fleeting thought comes in C You're alive until you own the sin Fmaj7 And it feels C Fmaj7 Like 18, Like a guillotine C Like I C/G Am C/G Kicked out of home, mama ten and alone Dm Am F I don't care about things that I'm too young to know C Rusted stove top, kettle boiling F Am Feeling like my brain is rolling C Like underneath my clothing F Am Itchin' skin, my aching body C Good grief your own creation F Am Lost for words, I find my patience C Like in the heated moment F Am Up for grabs but never noticed Fmaj7 Inside my home, a shaking crawl C And her eyes, do roll and sheets get torn Fmaj7 And again, a fleeting thought is formed C But at five it's gone, the TV's on Fmaj7 And I dream C Of release Fmaj7 And the tears ease C And I feel C/G Am C/G Kicked out of home, mama ten and alone Dm Am F I don't care about things that I'm too young to know C Rusted stove top, kettle boiling F Am Feeling like my brain is rolling C Like underneath my clothing F Am Itchin' skin, my aching body C Good grief your own creation F Am Lost for words, I find my patience C Like in the heated moment F Am Up for grabs but never noticed C Rusted stove top, kettle boiling F Am Feeling like my brain is rolling C Like in the heated moment F Am C Up for grabs but never noticed