Lucy Dacus - Next of kin

^AReading in the ^F#mphone booth ^ASucking on a ^Eginger root I ^Dnever got to talk to you ^EWhy is this the image I come back to? ^APick my jewelry from the ^F#mash ^AFind the box with the ^Ecold hard cash in ^Dit ^DGive it to the ^Enext of kin

^AI used to be too ^Em6deep inside my ^D6head Now I'm too ^F#mfar out of my ^D6skin, too ^Efar out of my ^E7skin I am at ^Epeace with my ^Ddeath I can go ^C#mback to bed ^Em6 I am at ^F#mpeace with my death^D6 I can go ^Eback to bed

^AI'll make a desert^F#m of my mind ^AUnfold myself so ^Eflat and wide ^DHave nothing in my line of sight ^ENo cover for my thoughts to hide ^Amaj7Never went to ^F#Monaco ^Amaj7But I held your hand in the ^Epocket of my coat I ^Dlearned to be in love and learned to be alone ^ESatisfied body and a hungry soul

I ^Aused to be too ^Em6deep inside my ^D6head Now I'm too ^F#mfar out of my ^Dskin, too ^Efar out of my ^E7skin I am at ^Epeace with my ^E7death I can go ^C#mback to bed^Em6 I am at ^F#mpeace with my ^D6death I can go ^Eback to bed

^DI don't wanna be that ^Aman on the train^C#m On a ^Dgray commute, ^Eimagining fame ^DSweet relief, I will never ^F#mbe complete I will never ^Ebe complete I'll never know^F#m every^Dthing^{E E7}I will never ^Abe complete^Em6 I will never ^F#mbe complete^D I will never ^Ebe complete^D I'll never know ^Eeverything

I ^Aused to be too ^Em6deep inside my ^D6head Now I'm too ^F#mfar out of my ^Dskin, too ^Efar out of my ^Dskin