A F#m Reading in the phone booth A E Sucking on a ginger root D I never got to talk to you E Why is this the image I come back to? A F#m Pick my jewelry from the ash A E D Find the box with the cold hard cash in it D E Give it to the next of kin Chorus: A Em6 D6 I used to be too deep inside my head F#m D6 E Now I'm too far out of my skin, too far E7 out of my skin E D I am at peace with my death C#m Em6 I can go back to bed F#m D6 I am at peace with my death E I can go back to bed I'll make a desert of my mind Unfold myself so flat and wide Have nothing in my line of sight No cover for my thoughts to hide Never went to Monaco But I held your hand in the pocket of my coat I learned to be in love and learned to be alone Satisfied body and a hungry soul Chorus D A C#m I don't wanna be that man on the train D E On a gray commute, imagining fame D F#m Sweet relief, I will never be complete E I will never be complete F#m D E I'll never know everything E7 A Em6 I will never be complete F#m D I will never be complete E D I will never be complete E I'll never know everything Chorus: I used to be too deep inside my head Now I'm too far out of my skin, too far out of my skin | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m D D6 E E7 Em6 F#m |