A   B7 D

[Pre-Chorus]
A                                             B7               D
Camilla, I'm at home alone just staring at my phone for you to write
A                                                B7               D
I'm laying singled in my bed just stoned out of my head this Friday night


[Verse 1]
A
Oh, Camilla, you don't understand I haven't left my room
D
In a couple days, even though you might think that I'd want to
A
When you're scrolling by you might be thinking that it's me you see
D
But it's not really


[Pre-Chorus]
A                                             B7                D
Camilla, I'm at home instead just circling my head don't ask me why
A                                                  B7                D
I'm really making such a fuss, been feeling rather off so don't come by


[Chorus]
        A               D
And it always folds in blue
          E            D
While I'm leaning into chocolate
      A            D
But a vision of it holds me very still
E
  I don't even think it's real


[Verse 2]
A
Oh, Camilla, you don't understand I haven't left my room
D
In a couple days, even though you might think that I want to
A
When you're scrolling by you might be thinking that it's me you see
D
But it's not really

A  B7  D  E

[Chorus]
       A               D
And it always folds in blue
          E             D
While I'm leaning into chocolate
      A            D
But a vision of it holds me very still
E
 I don't even think it's real