Capo 3 





Intro: C/G     Am     C/G     Am 

C/G 
Spent my days in a cold war, fighting with myself 
Am 
Spent my time like money, counted up my wealth 
C/G 
Saved up all my moments for, situations coming, but 
Am 
I don't know much about nothing, I barely know myself. 

C/G 
Mhmmm... 
Am 
Mhmmm... 

C/G 
Oh the bank that's my head, its filled up to the brim 
Am 
It's bursting at the seams with, thoughts ideas and dreams, and 
C/G 
My thinking adviser, he loses focus easily 
Am 
Leaves me with a balance due, at least that's how it seems. 

C/G 
Mhmmm... 
Am 
Mhmmm... 
C/G 
Mhmmm... 
Am 
Mhmmm... 

C/G 
How come there's no manual, to tell me how to be, and I 
Am 
Hardly have a theory, just hypotheses, and 
C/G 
Since I don't have no Gods, to help me with what I see, then that 
Am 
Leaves me here with myself, the work is up to me. 

C/G 
Mhmmm mmm wooo... 
Am 
Mhmmm mmm mmmooo... 
C/G 
Mhmmm mmm wooo... 
Am 
Mhmmm...