Am                                D
Winter makes the most of all our compromising intellect
G                                C
Throws us to the safety of our clothes
Am                                D
Coupled up with strangers in the front yard smoking cigarettes
G                                C
Shiver as our cherry’s burning slow
Am                  D       Em
Nothing feels like home anymore
C
I wanna lie down
Am                  Em   D
I wanna lie down beside you
C
I wanna lie down
Am                  Em   D
I wanna lie down beside you
Am                                  D
Twenty-something sounds dismissive not far from the point
                G                                C
Man, it’s just hard to miss the writing for the wall
Am                                        D
And all this forced and trite ambition, all my favorite criticisms
G                         C
Makes it even easier to stall
Am                  D
Nothing feels like home
Am                  D       Em
Nothing feels like home anymore
C
I wanna lie down
Am                  Em   D
I wanna lie down beside you
C
I wanna lie down
Am                  Em   D
I wanna lie down beside you
C
I wanna lie down
Am                  Em   D
I wanna lie down beside you
Am - D - Am - D - Am