Lonesome Space

C                             F
Im afraid of the things you might 
say
C                                 
Times get scary when your hearts’ 
      F
on your sleeve
C                                 
Words going in don’t come out the 
   F
same way
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C                              F
When I’m getting harder to believe
    Am                             
Oh, I have been asleep for all 
 F
these years
      Am                           
Yeah, hearts are just clocks with a
         F
 lot less gears
F
And we’re just wasting time away