Booster Seat

E B E B

                       E
I'm moving through the night
                    B
My soul's just a container
                           E
I can't tell you what I'll  write
                          B
They're words without the paper
                  E
Take my ego for a drive
                        B
Leave it out at the 110 sign
                     E
In the kitchen after five
                      B
In the hallway before nine

          E
And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
         F#
When you called it out, you said it was anxiety
          B
Well, you held me from the back of the front seat
        E
And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me
        E
Well, I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
        F#
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
       B
Oh-oh-oh
                    E
Well, it feels like that again

E B E B

                    E
Drink a jug of mind eraser
                          B
Feel it burn and watch it glow
                    E
All my friends on a retainer
                      B
And I'm almost out of dough

          E
And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
         F#
When you called it out, you said it was anxiety
          B
Well, you held me from the back of the front seat
        E
And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me
        E
Well, I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
        F#
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
       B
Oh-oh-oh
                    E
Well, it feels like that again

                B               E
Oh, I'm waiting for it patiently
            B               E
My unmarked grave, my salty sea
                B                           E
In my pants too short, in my shame up to my knees
                     B                         E
In a wave of guilt I roll and in a hurricane I breathe

E            B
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
E            B
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

          E
And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
         F#
When you called it out, you said it was anxiety
          B
Well, you held me from the back of the front seat
        E
And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me
        E
Well, I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
        F#
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
       B
Oh-oh-oh
                    E
Well, it feels like that again

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