My Junk

A In the midst of this nothing, this mess of a life D Still there's this one thing just to see you go by G It's almost like lovin', sad as that is F#m D May not be cool, but it's so where I live A It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost D I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go G I try and just kick it but then what can I do F#m D We've all got our junk, and my junk is you E See us, winter walking after a storm Bm It's chill in the wind, but it's warm in your arms G F#m D We stop all snow blind, may not be true A/C# Bm We've all got our junk, and my junk is you A Well, you’ll have to excuse me, I know it’s so off D I love when you do stuff that’s rude and so wrong G I go up to my room, turn the stereo on F#m D Shoot up some you in the you of some song A I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes D I ride on the rush, all the hopes, all the dreams G I may be neglecting the things I should do F#m D But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you E See we still keep talking after you're gone Bm You're still with me then, feels so good in my arms G F#m D They say you go blind, maybe it's true A/C# Bm We've all got our junk, and my junk is you G F#m D It's like we stop time. What can I do? A/C# Bm We've all got our junk, and my junk is you Bm My junk is you G2 G2 G2 You, you, you