Twenty One Pilots - Addict with a pen

H^G/Bello, we haven't talked in q^Bmuite some time I k^Emnow I haven't been the b^Cest of ^G/Bsons H^G/Bello, I've been traveling in the de^Bmserts of my mind And ^EmI haven't found a dr^Cop of l^G/Bife ^Bm I haven't found a d^Emrop of y^Cou I haven't found a ^G/Bdr - ^Bmop I haven't found a ^Emdr - o^Cp Of w^G/Bater ^{Bm Em C C}Wa^G/B - ^Bmter. ^{Em C}Oh, w^G/Boaah. ^{Bm Em C}

^G/BI tried desperately to run through the sand As I h^Bmold the water in the palm of my hand Cause it'^Ems all that I have and it's all that I need and The w^Caves of the water mean nothing to me ^G/BBut I try my best and all that I can to H^Bmold tightly onto what's left in my hand ^EmBut no matter how, how tightly I will strain The s^Cand will slow me down and the water will drain ^G/BI'm just being dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again ^BmAs an addict with a pen who's addicted to the wind As it b^Emlows me back and forth, mindless, spineless, and pretend Of co^Curse I'll be here again; see you tomorrow But it's the end of t^G/Boday, end of my ways as a walking denial My t^Bmrial was filed as a crazy suicidal head case ^EmBut you specialize in dying; You hear me screaming: "Father" A^Cnd I'm lying here just crying; so wash me with your water

^{G/B Bm Em C} Wa ^G/B - t^Bmer, ^Em Oh, o^Ch [Chorus] H^G/Bello, we haven't talked in q^Bmuite some time I k^Emnow I haven't been the b^Cest of ^G/Bsons H^G/Bello, I've been traveling in the de^Bmserts of my mind And ^EmI haven't found a d^Crop of l^G/Bife ^Bm I haven't found^Em a drop Of y^Cou I haven't found a ^G/Bdr - ^Bmop I haven't found a ^Emdr - ^C op Of w^G/Bater ^{Bm Em C}