Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Half a year and here you are again

I'd go out in public if nobody ever asked

I sit home and drink alone and hope that bottle speaks, like you, like us,

 like me

Half a year again, now it's a whole

February stationery from you on the wall

And I sit home and plead the throne to speak to speak to me to me, to me,

 Hasn't said a single thing

You're probably too busy with your work

Or am I just excusing you for leaving me alone

There' s nothing in these wooden drawers to bring you back or to keep me bored

I don't know what to do with me no more

Dear everyone I ever really knew

I acted like an asshole so I could keep my edge on you

Ended up abusing even those I thought immune

 I killed the kingdom with one move and now it's time to move

Dear everybody that has paid to see my band,

It's still confusing, I'll never understand

I acted like an asshole so my albums would never burn

I'm hungry now, and the scraps are dirty dirt

I'm hungry now the scraps of dirty dirt