D G Laying down on the lawn D G I'm tired of trying to get in the house D A G I'm thinking out loud D G I've been playing dead D G My whole life D A And I get this feeling whenever I feel good G It'll be the last time Chorus: D A G But I feel something when I see you now D A G I feel something when I see you If you're a work of art I'm standing too close I can see the brush strokes I hate your mom I hate it when she opens her mouth It's amazing to me how much you can say When you don't know what you're talking about Chorus D A G I used to light you up D A G Now I can't even get you to play the drums Bm F# G 'Cause I don't know what I want D A G Until I fuck it up Chorus: But I feel something when I see you now I feel something I'll climb through the window again But right now, it feels good not to stand Then I'll leave it wide open Let the dystopian morning light pour in | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D F# G Bm |