The Attic Diary — Nothing

Intro - 2x Fm Db Ab Eb

Fm                               Db         
I could tell you the truth, as you hang from your balcony
Ab                      Eb 
Breathing in cold winter air
Fm                   Db       Ab           Eb
But it isn't up to me. I wouldn't Go home anyway.
Fm                                   Db           
You're well read, schooled in the classics
          Ab                    Eb
You skipped early classes,and now
Fm Db Ab Eb Fm        Db       Ab           Eb          
I feel the pull on my wrist. You're just wasted. 
Fm              Db             Ab   Eb
And I'm afraid of waking up to nothing.