Written by Matt Berninger/Carin Besser/The National
Am G C F I'm in the city you hated, my eyes are fallen Counting the clicks with the living dead, my eyes are red I'm in the crush and I hate it, my eyes are fallen G C F I'm having trouble inside my skin I try to keep my skeletons in Am G C F Is it weird to be back in the south? And can they even tell That the city girl was ever there Or anywhere? G C F I'm having trouble inside my skin I try to keep my skeletons in G C F G I'll be a friend and a fuck-up And everything C G But I'll never be anything you ever want me to be C C/B Am G I keep coming back here where everything slipped But I will not spill my guts out... I I keep coming back here where everything slipped But I will not spill my guts out Am G C F I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke I won't need any help to be lonely when you leave me G C F It'll be easy to cover Gather my skeletons far inside G C F G It'll be summer in Dallas Before I realize Am G C F I don't want you to grieve But I want you to sympathize (alright) I can't blame you for losing Your mind for a little while (so did I) I don't want you to change But I want you to recognize (that I) G C F It'll be easy to cover Gather my skeletons far inside G C F G It'll be summer in Dallas Before you realize C G But I'll never be anything you ever want me to be C C/B Am G I keep coming back here where everything slipped But I will not spill my guts out... I C C/B Am G I keep coming back here where everything slipped But I will not spill my guts out
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