Moses Sumney - Dont bother calling

^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call you ^{C Dm}Don’t bother calling, I’ll call you ^C

^CI’m not a body, the body is but a ^Eshell ^CI disembody but suffering is sov^Eereign S^Ftill no grasp of re^Dality The^F world is a w^Dmonderland ^Esus4scene ^CI don’t know what we ^Eare ^CBut every cell in the corpus resembles s^Etars ^FSignal into the ^Dsky ^FGod sings to me in r^Deply

^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call ^Cyou ^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call^C you^E

^CI’m not somebody, somebody would savor ^Eus ^CYou need a solid, but I’m made of liqu^Eid Tru^Fst in me, I am the son of the ^Dsea And I’ll call you when I feel finally ^Efree ^CI don’t know what we ^C#mare But ^Dmall I know is I can’t go ^Caway with you with half a ^Dheart

^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call ^Cyou ^DmDon’t bother asking for the ^Ctrut^Eh ^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call ^Cyou ^DmDon’t bother calling, I’ll call^C you^E