[Intro] A E D A E D A E D A E D [Verse 1] A Mary, what looked like a mirage D Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes E It was actually there in the palm of my hand D But your existence is widely debated A I'm godless and wrecked But I can't live by those stakes D The semantics are totally outdated
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[Pre-Chorus]
E
And the love I had is never enough
It bores me and and
F#m E D
leaves me frustrated
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[Chorus]
A E D
I'm the last to make it home
A E D
I'm the last to call it off
A E D
I'm the last to meet my bed
E
And last to bring home the bread
F#m E D
And last to make it home
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[Verse 2]
A
Mary, you were online
D
The sociopathic part of me
E
Hit the "like"
In the hopes I'd coax you out
D
of my derelict fantasy
A
A bump in the road
Turned into a fissure
D
I currently live in
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[Pre-Chorus] E Though I am a soundboard to some F#m With myself I am not so forgiving E D [Chorus] A E D I'm the last to make it home A E D I'm the last to call it off A E D I'm the last to meet my bed E And last to bring home the bread F#m E D And last to make it home A E D I'm the last to make it home A E D I'm the last to call it off A E D I'm the last to meet my bed E Last to bring home the bread F#m E D Last to make it home [Outro] A E D A E D A E D E F#m E D D E F#m E D E F#m F#m E D A Mary, looked like a mirage Glimmering silver in sunken eyes
