Against The Kitchen Floor

G  Am  C  D7

                    G
I don’t owe you my heart
                        Am
And I don’t owe you my body
                              D7
But you should know that I’m sorry
                       G    D
For being careless with you
                       G
Lord knows I owed you more
                             Am
That I’m pretty sure I ever could give
Anybody
                                  D7
But I can’t pin down what normal people
Want from foreign objects
                             G
Bottom shelf erotic products, like me
( G7 )

   Am
So I could hold your hand but keep you
D7
At arms’ length, oh
 Bm                                 Em
Hang me from a branch too high to climb
And shake
      Am
Less rare than scarce, less diamond
Than rough
   D7
Unlikely to be more than just the coal
You fail to crush

    G                         C
And I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i swear
             G
I’m really trying
          Am
Get it together, Will, know and do
Better
                    D7
It just don’t come natural to me to
Think that you’d want me for me
G           G7          C
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i swear
             G
I’m really trying
         Am
Oh, I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my
Best
        D7
I just haven’t learned how to be human
As you are yet
( G  Am  C  D7 )

                           G
I still don’t know who you are
                           Am
I only know that I’m still lonely
                             D7
That morbid sort where even company
Can’t cure me
And the more you reassure the less I
  G
Trust
                         G
But still you gave me your heart
                    Am
I only gave you my body
                           D7
Honestly thought nobody’d want it
Let alone notice it’s gone and so I
                  G              G7
Left it home but now, now, now, now

          Am
I keep a locket with a picture on the
 D7
Back of my head
     Bm
Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors
 Em
Ghost my friends
                 Am
I’ve lived more lives than enough, I
Haven’t died quite as much
         D7
But I’m not a real person, just the
Shit you can’t make up, and

G                       C
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i swear
             G
I’m really trying
               Am
I’m just as exposed if I take off my
Clothes
                      D7
When we make the closest thing to love
That I’m capable of and
G              G7
I-i-i-i-i-i-i don’t know why you would
 C
Care
                 G
But I’m really trying
         Am
Oh, I’m sorry, I promise I’m doing my
Best
        D7
I just haven’t learned how to be human
As you are yet
( G  Am  C  D7 )
( G  Am  C  D7  D7  D7(4) )
D7    D7(4)
Did I really
 Am                             D7
Have any of that gravity? Maybe you’re
Quicksand
           Bm
Because I really couldn’t tell how deep
     Em
 My footprints went
        Am
The vertex of my redemption arc, the
Searching of that virgin heart
     D7
I’m catatonic in your arms, cryin’ “How
 Did I cause so much harm?”
     Am
I’m down pounding my head
            D7
Against the kitchen floor
     Bm
Apologizing for my life and ever
Em
Entering yours
               Am
Don’t say “I’m sorry, but this can’t go
On”, I know you’ve got scars of your
Own
     D7
But hide my knives before you go, I'll
Either live or die alone

G                       C
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i swear
             G
I will die trying
                   Am
I’m still in the process but I’m making
Progress
             D7
I promise I honestly wanna prove
Improvement's possible
G           G7          C
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i swear
                G
I’m so fucking sorry
                Am
I’m not a good person, I’m barely a
Person at all
         D7
But someday I’ll be perfect and I’ll
               G
Make up for it all
(And write a fucking song about it
‘Cause it has to be all about Will’s
Fucking drama
God damn it! Sorry. Fuck, I’m sorry.)

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