Intro: E | E | C#m | C#m
Verse
B C#m
in the front seat on a dead street
F#m G#m E
where lonely people go to meet
B C#m
and when I'm done and I come home
F#m G#m E
are you still waiting by the phone?
B C#m F#m
Oooh oooh I know you don't know
G#m E
but for how long can this go on?
F#m
got no one left to talk to
G#m E
it all slips through
F#m G#m E
I win and I got sick too soon
Verse
what day hides and stresses by
bubbles up at night time
get off the phone let yourself go
don't waste no time on me
B C#m F#m
Oooh oooh I know you don't know
G#m E
but for how long can this go on?
F#m
got no one left to talk to
G#m E
it all slips through
F#m G#m E
I win and I got sick too soon
Verse
in the front seat on a slow street
in the back row of a late show
Chorus
concentrated darkness
dissolves the only part I did enjoy
I open up my mouth
I spit it out!