Intro: C/G Am C/G Am
C/G
Spent my days in a cold war, fighting with myself
Am
Spent my time like money, counted up my wealth
C/G
Saved up all my moments for, situations coming, but
Am
I don't know much about nothing, I barely know myself.
C/G
Mhmmm...
Am
Mhmmm...
C/G
Oh the bank that's my head, its filled up to the brim
Am
It's bursting at the seams with, thoughts ideas and dreams, and
C/G
My thinking adviser, he loses focus easily
Am
Leaves me with a balance due, at least that's how it seems.
C/G
Mhmmm...
Am
Mhmmm...
C/G
Mhmmm...
Am
Mhmmm...
C/G
How come there's no manual, to tell me how to be, and I
Am
Hardly have a theory, just hypotheses, and
C/G
Since I don't have no Gods, to help me with what I see, then that
Am
Leaves me here with myself, the work is up to me.
C/G
Mhmmm mmm wooo...
Am
Mhmmm mmm mmmooo...
C/G
Mhmmm mmm wooo...
Am
Mhmmm...