Lots Of Nothing

E                    A
The morning of the come down
                E
My eyes on the road
                      A
She’s tugging at the stitches
               E
Shaking in the cold
                        A
She says pull into the servo honey
                    E
I need to get some air
                    A
Hover in the brake light lit up
                      E
She’s pulling out her hair

[Chorus]
E                     A
My head’s filled with lots of 
nothing
                       E
Come on you must thing something of 
him
                     A
Fall in love to fall right out
                    E
And break apart without a sound

[Instrumental]
A E x2

[Verse]
A
If you really want to stay
Continúa después del anuncio
                       E
Can we let the record state
     A
That I don’t want a part of this
                       E
I just want to be here in case
                A
This has been a long lunch honey
                      E
It’s adding up on the bill
                       A
I don’t know where you get that 
money
                           E
She says don’t ask I won’t tell

[Chorus]
E                     A
My head’s filled with lots of 
nothing
                       E
Come on you must thing something of 
him
                 A
Fall in love to fall right out
                    E
And break apart without a sound
C#m                  A           
I’ve never felt like I was coming
    E
 of age
E
So I don’t fear the change
    C#m                  A
She said can you walk me home
       E
It’s 7pm outside and the light is 
gone

[Instrumental]
A E x2

[Bridge]
A
Are you going to stay clear
E
Was that the idea here
A
What was that one line
E
You told me the last time
     C#m                A
Said I never felt like this
               E
But that was a lie, ‘cause I haven’t
 felt in years
         C#m                  A
She said call me when you get home
             E
I would if I could if I hadn’t lost 
my phone

[Chorus]
C#m                     A
My head’s filled with lots of 
nothing
     E
Come on you must thing something of 
him
C#m                     A
Fall in love to fall right out
    E
And break apart without a sound
C#m                 A     E
I’ve never felt like this before