David Bazan - Lost my shape

^GYou used to feel like a ^Csmoker Shivering in the ^Amcold Waiting outside the ^Dbar 'Till the opener's o^Gver

But now you feel like a ^Cdrinker Twenty days off the ^Amsauce Down at the liquor ^Dstore Trying to call your spon^Csor

You used to feel like the ^Dforest fire ^Gburning ^Em But ^Bmnow you feel like a ^Cchild Throwing ^Dtantrums for your ^Gturn ^{C Am D G}

You used to sound like a ^Cprophet And everyone wanted to ^Amknow How you could tell the ^Dtruth Without losing that soft ^Gglow

But now you feel like a ^Csalesman Closing another ^Amdeal Or some drunk ship ca^Dptain Raging after the white ^Cwhale

You used to feel like the ^Dforest fire ^Gburning ^Em But ^Bmnow you feel like a ^Cchild Throwing ^Dtantrums and ^Cthen some

You used to feel like the ^Dprodigal re^Gturning But ^Emnow, ^Bmnow you hate what you've ^Cmade And you ^Dwant to watch it ^Cburn ^{D G}