Indigo De Souza - Sick in the head

When we were ^Cwalking out to that vacant house I kept my blood in my gut, I kept my tongue in my mouth Though we're^D going because we’re not quite dead But darling, you're sick in the head

And there was ^Cno one home in that plastic box In that widow's womb with the childproof locks ^DSo it’s not our's to say But it was no one's to keep

^CSince then our bodies have formed in bed ^GAnd now we are gray ^DI go back to that house sometimes ^CTo say what I need to say

^COur bodies are warped and bent ^GAnd now we are blue ^DI go back to that house sometimes ^CHoping I run into you

When we were^C calling out to that man of men I said we need you now Like we did back then ^DWe're going because we're too damn old And nothing's making sense anymore

And now that^C house is gone There's a golden lawn There's a^G silver spoon Someone’s been choking on ^DOh, it’s not our's to say But it’s hard to explain

^CSince then our bodies have warped and bent ^GAnd now we are gray ^DI go back to that house sometimes ^CTo see what i need to say ^COur bodies are warped and bent ^GAnd now are blue ^DI go back to that house sometimes ^CHoping I run into you