Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
G x 32, Bm x 8, C x 8, G x 32
I'll dig a hole in my room
To Birmingham and back again for you
I tried what I could to be true
I must admit I wasn't really really listening to you
I folded my hands to a bird
The shadows made you laugh they made your sun burn
Do you think think we can rotate our turns?
I think you've got a good thing going think it's gonna be alright sometime I swear
I tried what I could to believe
In something bigger than that you were real
You laughed I was praising you, you see
Then with my arms lifted I was joking
Do you really like being alone?
Do you really like being alone? Ooh ooh ah ayee ah
I play my guitar in my room
Chris yells at me he's trying just to vacuum
I'm writing the things that were leaked
Your fingers and your legs and alphabetically
I did what I could to be true
I must admit that nobody was really listening to you
So let's fly this plane over the moon
Hopefully I'll make it back real soon
Do you really like being alone? Of course you don't
Do you really like being alone?
Do you really like being alone?
When if you went back home
And got an actual job
And kissed your wife and two daughters
like I wish I could
Then we would all be free
You'd think that we'd all be free
The lights they were bright on my skin
Just trying to figure out what you mean with eternal sin
So I asked for forgiveness again
I don't know if I got it but my fingers are crossing
I don't really like being alone, of course I don't
I don't really like being alone
I don't really like being alone
So I think I might just go back home
And get an actual job
And stop selling my soul to the devil
He buys so much merch from us
And then we'd all be free
You'd think that we'd all be free
I don't really like being alone
I don't really like being alone
I think I might just go back home
And get an actual job
And tell both my redneck neighbors
To bring your dolls and stuff
And then I'd get some sleep
I'd think that we'd all, finally
Sleep