Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
([a] couple of times
If I could crawl inside of you
I'm laughing with a broken face
I stumble across my self esteem
But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space
Understand ...
that God wrapped like a bow
But in my head ...
There's some shelves that need cleaning from basement to ceiling
control
Verse 2
(same - - - )
If what you're seeing is an open book
that's great well I'm an open book, but i'm real shy.
There's a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.
That's strange 'cause i'm an open book, a confused boy.
Chorus
( - - - again.)
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people
my heart while in it's cage, is used to giving and not recieve a thing
but the only funny thing, is that i don't know how to give myself
Advice.
I've got this post traumatic thing I've got this tatoo of a ring that lies
Around my wedding finger, that's where I'd like to state this claim
that i gotta learn to live and dream before I go and get myself
In love
In love ... before, before, before I go and get myself
in love.
Verse 3
(Am---Am)
There's Zoloft, Wellbutrin, there's Paxil that's groovin'
no side effects.
But the rest left unnamed 'cause they worked like a charm
on me.
but when your savings is drying you can't stop from crying
You gotta suck it up.
you're not her buttercup, you'r not her
Favorite book.