A#m But I ran all of my errands D# And all of my ribs are quite in G# The animals are quiet D# Fm And all the things are in the bin A#m I put them in there with you here D# When I remove them you'll be gone G# I guess there's nothing to be scared of C F I guess there's really nothing wrong Chorus: A#m And there's no shame in sleeping later D# There's no shame in sleeping more G# No shame at all in being such a filthy C Fm F frigid Lysol-huffing whore A#m When the clock strikes three nineteen D# G# My words will sink into the sea Fm A#m And I will know for a split second that D# Fm My whole life's ceased to be The morning I woke up to leave there As soon as I opened my eyes It hurt so bad that I could taste it So cold it burned all my insides I've never felt anything like it Heard my lungs scream like that before Felt such a tear in my aorta That it spilled all of the light I ever saw across the floor I couldn't wrap my head around it How such a nightmare could be real And despite all of my bullshit Nothing could stop it Not God, not sex, not white hot fear Chorus: And there's no shame in sleeping later No shame at all in sleeping more None at all in being such a goddamn filthy Clorax-huffing whore And there's no shame in sleeping later There's no shame in sleeping more No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Lysol-huffing whore When the clock strikes five nineteen I'll watch you sink into the sea And I will feel for a split second that Life has ceased to be | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#m C D# F Fm G# |