Inmates

D                                 
When you said you loved me, did 
           Bm
you really love me or did the words 
just
Bb                     A         
spill out like drool on my 
   D                          Bm
pillow. ‘Cause I was naked when you 
said those
                     Bb          
words, but I felt covered in your 
          A
whispered worship.
          G                     
And as you passed out fast on my 
 D            G               Bm
shoulder, I imagined a child waiting
 so sad
                         Bb
and still for his mom to arrive.
D                            A
Did she leave you an orphan, in that
 big, brown leather chair?
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Bb                             
Said, “ Don’t you move a muscle, 
        G
kid, I’ll be back in twenty years,”
D                                 
You were scared, you were lonely, 
A
but you must’ve been aware;
Bb                            G
life is a series of calluses, this 
is just another layer.
Bm                              
So, build’em up, tough it out, 
Bb                                
yeah, that’s your skin – don’t let
  A
 anyone
      D
under there.

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D                             
When I said I loved you, it was 
          Bm                       
because I loved you. When I said I 
       Bb
needed
                       A       D
you, well, I really need you. Yeah, 
I guess you hurt me, for once you’re
 a
Bm                                
man of your words. Well, guess 
Bb                                
what – I’m leaving – I can’t be your
A
 prisoner.
                 G        D       
I can't be your prisoner-I won’t, 
                G         D
I can't be your prisoner-I won't