Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

G x 32, Bm x 8, C x 8, G x 32

I'll dig a hole in my room

To Birmingham and back again for you

I tried what I could to be true

I must admit I wasn't really really listening to you

I folded my hands to a bird

The shadows made you laugh they made your sun burn

Do you think think we can rotate our turns?

I think you've got a good thing going think it's gonna be alright sometime I swear

I tried what I could to believe

In something bigger than that you were real

You laughed I was praising you, you see

Then with my arms lifted I was joking

Do you really like being alone?

Do you really like being alone? Ooh ooh ah ayee ah

I play my guitar in my room

Chris yells at me he's trying just to vacuum

I'm writing the things that were leaked

Your fingers and your legs and alphabetically

I did what I could to be true

I must admit that nobody was really listening to you

So let's fly this plane over the moon

Hopefully I'll make it back real soon

Do you really like being alone? Of course you don't

Do you really like being alone?

Do you really like being alone?

When if you went back home

And got an actual job

And kissed your wife and two daughters

like I wish I could

Then we would all be free

You'd think that we'd all be free

The lights they were bright on my skin

Just trying to figure out what you mean with eternal sin

So I asked for forgiveness again

I don't know if I got it but my fingers are crossing

I don't really like being alone, of course I don't

I don't really like being alone

I don't really like being alone

So I think I might just go back home

And get an actual job

And stop selling my soul to the devil

He buys so much merch from us

And then we'd all be free

You'd think that we'd all be free

I don't really like being alone

I don't really like being alone

I think I might just go back home

And get an actual job

And tell both my redneck neighbors

To bring your dolls and stuff

And then I'd get some sleep

I'd think that we'd all, finally

Sleep