E                                  G# 
Possesions never meant anything to me 
             C#m 
I'm not crazy 
                B                 A        B 
Well that's not true, I've got a bed, and a guitar 
      E                             G# 
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor 
                         C#m 
That's right, I've got a floor 
    B       A         B 
So what, so what, so what? 
     E                    G# 
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes 
      C#m          B           A 
where everything important to me 
               B                 E 
Just seems to fall right down my leg 
               G# 
And on to the floor 
C#m          B             A 
My closest friend linoleum 
A        E 
Linoleum 
G#                C#m                    A 
Supports my head, gives me something to believe 
E                                      G# 
That's me on the beachside combing the sand 
                  C#m 
Metal meter in my hand 
                          A 
Sporting a pocket full of change 
E                                              G# 
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin 
               C#m                  A 
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish 
E                            G# 
That's me on the back of the bus 
                 C#m 
That's me in the cell 
                      A 
That's me inside your head 
                      E         G#          C#m       A 
That's me inside your hhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeaaaaaaadddddd 
                          E  
That's me inside your head