[Intro]
F Am G (x2)
[Strophe]
               F              Am 
Sorry 'bout my head, it's not here 
          G 
I'm still learning how to fear 
        F             Am        G 
I'm too spirited for one of a kind 
         F              Am 
About my head, it's all near 
        G 
But I'm learning how to steer 
       F            Am        G 
It's a miracle that I still oblige, oblige
[Instrumentale]
F Am G (x4)
[Strophe]
                F              Am 
Sorry 'bout my head, it's in space 
           G 
I'm still learning how to pace 
        F           Am          G 
I'm too atheist to pray for my life 
         F              Am 
About my head, it's on straight 
        G 
But I'm all over the place 
        F              Am             G 
I'm too make-shift for shaping a life
[Pont]
  Dm         Am          G                  F 
I pledge my love to the runt who never got away 
  Dm      Am           G                         F         G 
I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay
[Strophe]
              F             Am 
Where is your head? I don't fret 
         G                             F            Am          G 
I'm just asking for a friend, he's got enemies that beckon the light 
            F              Am 
His name is Bren, don't forget 
    G                         F               Am          G 
An irrational lament that you left for him on Benedict Drive
[Pont]
  Dm         Am          G                  F 
I pledge my love to the runt who never got away 
  Dm      Am           G                         F         G 
I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay
[Refrain]
F           Am              G 
  Do you remember them? The blind, they paid no mind 
  
(You wrap me up) 
F               Am              G 
  Split on the cusp and just in time you made it right 
  
(You wrap me up) 
F            Am            G 
  I won't forget about the way you saved my life 
            F 
You wrap me up 
            Am 
You wrap me up 
            G 
You wrap me up
[Post-Refrain]
         F Am G 
First aid 
         F Am G 
First aid 
         F Am G 
First aid 
         F Am G 
First aid
[Outro]
                 F                Am           G 
I would slit his wrists and reminisce it if it wasn't for my sis 
          F                 Am  G        F 
She's got heart the size of I-95, I drive