(intro)

  (riff on C# )
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C#
There's a space in my mind
                                                      G#  C
Big bookshelves hold the space of an idiots dreams
C#
Songs I'd never sing
        D#m           F#m*       C#         G#  C
Humming sweet summer guitar melodies
C#          F#              Fm          G#
And I cry for them all the girls and the boys
     C#               G#  C#
I'll never meet
C#  F#      Fm    G#   C#
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
C#     F#
And I try to bleed
        Fm           G#           C#
But the hairs on my arms stand up with me

G#   Bb  C  C#
This reverie
C#  D#m Fm*  G#* F#*  C#
Happens to be
G# Bb    C  C#
Steeped misery
C#    D#m  Fm    G#*     F#*  C#
Don't sing this one with me

( C G#* C# G#* C# D#m F#m* C# )

C#                               G#*
Tell the night I'm not sleeping
I'll be tired when I'm dead
Get me up, roll me over
I'm feeling upset.
I start feeling the sunlight
on my legs, on my face
Get me up, roll me over.
I'm feeling okay.

C#         F#                 Fm               G#           C#
There's a place in my mind's bookshelf for the song I'll never sing.
C#        F#    Fm     G#     C#
It goes "ooh, ooh"
C#     F#                  Fm            G#      C#
& I try not to bleed & the hairs on my arm stand up with me.

G#   Bb  C  C#
This reverie
C#  D#m Fm*  G#* F#*  C#
Happens to be
G# Bb    C  C#
Steeped misery
C#    D#m  Fm    G#*     F#*  C#
Don't sing this one with me

C#                               G#*
Tell the night I'm not sleeping
I'll be tired when I'm dead
Get me up, roll me over
I'm feeling upset.
I start feeling the sunlight
on my legs, on my face
Get me up, roll me over.
I'm feeling okay.

C#        F#                 Fm                 G#        C#
There's a space in my mind's bookshelf for the song I never sing
C#       F#       Fm     G#      C#
It goes "ooh ooh"
C#          F#                 Fm     G#                 C#
It cut my vocal chords with a razor blade while I tried to scream
C#    F#    Fm     G#     C#
to you     you   you.
C#     F#*            D#m           Fm*        C#
I can feel it on the inside. Makes me itch and twitch
C#    F#     Fm      G#   C#
through & through.
C#      F#*            D#m         Fm*         C#
Double barrel shotgun through my chest this afternoon.
C#    F#   Fm     G#     C#
For you & you & you & you & you

( G# C# )

C#                        G#  C#                                    G#  C#
There's a space in my minds big bookshelves hold the space of an idiots dream