A Psychic Wound

[Intro]
Am7 F
C Am7     F                C
  Tied to the pulse of the sea

[Interlude]
Am7 F C Am7 F C
Am7 F C G Am7 F C

[Verse 1]
Am7             F                   C
Wake me up from drooling on my shoulder
                  Am7            F                 C
To watch the Teignmouth waves go rolling by the window
        Am7          F              C   G
Is it a glorious view unless you say so?
         Am7             F                C
Unto the belly of a beast where we can lay low

[Pre-Chorus]
         Dm7                                 Em
I can see   his rotten toothbrush in the bathroom mirror
selfie
         Am
They say put him down, a sickly dog,
    G
but competition's healthy
             Em
Coffee rings,  a perfect circle,
       F
I appreciate the beauty
      G
Do you still have that one tattoo?
         Am               F
That’s how it works, of course you do

[Interlude]
            Am7       F                   C
It’s a psychic wound you can’t conceal
          Am7    F           C
Closing, opening, never heals

[Chorus]
            Am7       F                C
It’s a cosmic cheque you never cashed
           Am7    F                 C
Curse the Universe for what you lack
            Am7    F                C  G
I try to forget it, it comes back to me
Am7     F                C
Tied to the pulse of the sea

[Post-Chorus]
Am7 F C Am7 F C
Am7 F C G Am7 F C

[Verse 2]
Am7                    F
Broke down blubbing at the pharmacy,
C
begging the doc to dispense to me
   Am7                  F
It once was ours but now it’s mine,
      C
these things get better over time
Am7                 F
Love life living as a stalking horse,
C                     G
guineapigheaded I’m a martyr of course
            Am7                      F
If you’re not the one that’s leaving,
             C
you’re the one that’s left behind

[Pre-Chorus]
           Dm7
You can buy   your hopes and dreams now,
         Em
at the affiliate link
            Am                        G
Selling back  the solidarity they got given as a gift
              Em
They’re calling themselves artists,
                F
while they’re lapping up the paint they’ve spilt
  G
Exist with Jester’s privilege,
   Am              F
secular girls with Catholic guilt

[Interlude]
            Am7       F                   C
It’s a psychic wound you can’t conceal
          Am7    F           C
Closing, opening, never heals

[Chorus]
            Am7       F                C
It’s a cosmic cheque you never cashed
           Am7    F                 C
Curse the Universe for what you lack
            Am7    F                C  G
I try to forget it, it comes back to me
Am7     F                C
Tied to the pulse of the sea

[Outro]
            Am7   F C
I try to forget it
Am7      F                C
(Tied to the pulse of the sea)
            Am7    F                C  G
I try to forget it, it comes back to me
Am7     F                C
Tied to the pulse of the sea