Microwave - Drown

^AbYou’re scared to death ^{Db Eb Ab}I can smell it ^Fmin your sweat^{Eb Db}So you can blow it off and act like you were ^Abstron^Ebg But I ^Dbsee you every night up in your ^Abbedroom alone^{Eb Ab}

^AbI miss those petty l^Fmies ^{Eb Ab}And the hopelessness you tr^Fmy so hard to disgu^Ebise I ^Dbmiss the way you always bitch. It’s ^Abweird ^{Eb Db}But things just haven’t been the same ^Abway around ^Ebhere

^AbIn case you for^Fmgot ^{Eb Ab}We’re all that ea^Fmch other’s ^Ebgot So f^Dborget the articles in all your ^Abshallow mag^Ebazines That say the^Db best thing for you looks like ^Bbanyone but ^Dbme

I ^Fmlove to watch you ^Ebdrowning in the ^Ablake I ^Dblove the way your ^Abarms start ^Bmflai^Fmling I ^Dblove to hear you ^Gmcalling out my ^Abname through the cracks in your ^Dbtaped-up windows ^FmI love that something’s ^Ebfinally ^Dbhappening I ^Fmlove to watch you ^Ebdrowning in the ^Abwake I ^Dblove the way your ^Abarms start ^Bmtrem^Fmbling I ^Dblove the way you’^Gmre stalling me ^Abby calling my name I^Fm hate to be aro^Ebund you. I ^Dbhope that you’ll stay ^Gm