maggots for brains

(A)My day was so (D)mundane, I don't think I left the house.

(A)Drank a pot of (D)coffee, tried to write,

nothing came out.

(A)Somehow, it's the (D)weekend, I'm still bored out of my skull.

(E)And (A)I went to a (D)party but only on principle.

(F#m7)Empty,

look at me.

(A5)I'm a zombie in my body,

I'm a train off of the track.

(F#m7)I feel dirty, I feel rotten,

(E)and the colors are all (D)flat.

(A)I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains.

(F#m7)But that's just a thing that happens (D)when my,

(A)when my baby goes away.

(F#m7)When my baby goes away,

(A)he goes away.

Ev'rything feels (D)moldy like the fruit that's in the fridge.

(E)And (A)ev'rything that's (D)funny, I wish I could tell to him.

(E)And (A)sometimes, at a (D)low point,

I even wish for a tragedy,

(E)'cause (A)I know he'd come (D)over and take real good care of me.

(E)It's so weird,

he's not here.

(E5)I'm a (A)zomhe goes away,

oh. What can I (F#m7)do but think of (D)you,

but think of (A)you?

(A)What can I (F#m7)do but think of (D)you,

but think of (A)you?

you?

(A)I'm a zombie in my body,

(E)I'm a train off of the track.

I feel dirty, I feel rotten,

and the colors are all flat.

I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains.

But that's just a thing that happens when my,

(A)when my baby goes away.

What (E)can I

(F#m7)When my baby goes away.

you, (E)but think of

(A)When my baby goes away.