Chords for Sage Francis - Message Sent (with lyrics)

I'm on the wall, I'm very tall
You know something, Mel?
My president's wall
If you like me, send a letter or call
And if you wanna get me something mad, don't stall
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_ _ Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's stop, wait
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I've got some letters inside of my drawer [Am] that should've been stamped and delivered
[B] One is addressed to [E] my ex, he says [Bb] I'm the type of man who [E] can't be lived with
One is addressed to my friends, he says I'm a mess so y'all [C] can't visit
One is [E] addressed to myself, but I don't know which personality [C] or hand to give [A] it
I'm a goddamn [Am] misfit, mismatched but never missed much
[B] Missed the right time, wrong place, was a [Bb] long face until [A] a lip touch
I don't miss the mistrust, [Am] it's what got our messages mixed up
Before I [B] rip off your letters, let us see if I can [Bb] tear you away from his [A] clutch
This stuff's a whole other draw from a different dresser I'm not ready to address
[B] I went to the West to get my mind [Bb] off things I'm already [E] depressed
I give up, get let down, [Em] downplay, play games, put on my game face
Face my pharmacy, do the lead speed on my medicine, I don't like the way that it [A] tastes
I go place to place [Am] without enough money to put a bed under me
[B] I share my sleeping space with [Bb] rodents, insects, and [A] dust bunnies
I laugh at the mess I've created for [Am] myself until it gets unfunny
But I'm [B] content in the fact that they don't expect [Bb] respect, sex, love, [A] or trust from me
When I'm hungry I can taste it, I [Am] hide in the basement, check up on me every [B] now and then
Cause [A] my mood swings [Bb] low, I can feel myself [E] going down again _ _ _ _ _
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_ [A] Falling off is easy, getting [C] put on takes a bit of [Db] ass kissing
I'd rather listen [Dm] to myself plop [Bb] on the ground than hear the sound of a [Db] magic spring
I rap and sing and [C] talk and write and often type with two fingers
The hunt [F] and kill method, [Bb] I edit one third of a word [Db] per second
Your email's sitting in my [B] unsent box, if you're a girl that I miss
You'll eventually get my [Bb] virtual goodbye [E] kiss
The rest are addresses of my friends and the subject line is just check this fine bitch
And the one for myself's [E] untitled but it's the same [A] virus
My wrist gets slit on your shoulder blades when I [Am] lose my grip when I hold your face
Let it [B] drip on your golden lace, silver flips spilling [Bb] all over the [A] place
I lay my jacket close to the pool [Am] when we go on dates
The roof I'm a [B] gentleman peddling my bike at a [Bb] slower pace
[A] The sum of the parts doesn't equal the whole she's [Am] taking before my parents get home
I'll take [B] time to find the fragments of our [Bb] relationship
We back [E] together just broken babes, [Em] back together just broken feet
We back together just broken babes, back together just broken feet _ _
_ [A] Falling in love is easy, [Am] falling out of love takes a bit of practice
[B] I'm good at both without even owning [Bb] a mattress
[A] I have an after kiss, you've got the certain [Am] one if you never saw me cry before
[B] Wait for the next time I wake up on [Bb] the wrong side of the [A] floor
Got some letters inside of my drawer that [Am] should've been sent by now, sealed in an envelope
[B] One is addressed to my ex, it [Bb] says that I feel out for [Am] his shit, it's a joke
[Em] One is addressed to my friend and it says his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one [E] is addressed to myself on a personal note, unopened filled with [A] endless quotes
Whenever I smoke they close me in [Am] and bust my lip
[B] Now I wear parentheses on [E] my temples, step [Bb] to the podium and [A] just sink
Whenever I'm lonely I shrink and hold [Am] myself, squeezing tight
Before I [B] sprawl out on the hardwood floor and kiss [Bb] myself to [A] sleep at night
I have dreams of flight but I'm not [Am] floating, the time is approaching awful quick
[B] So I'll pick up [E] screaming for you to catch [Bb] me, that's what I'll start [Am] every day off [E] with
That's what I'll start every day _ _
[Bm] off with
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[Db] I may talk shit but ain't much [C] else to do in this prison cell
And lucky [Db] for me no one really listens well, especially when I diss myself
I fly away in a pig when [C] my living hell freezes over
And since I'm used to the [F] cold I'll be able to [Bb] rest my head on Jesus' [Db] shoulder
Explanations are in order for [C] why these floorboards are always freezing
Yes it'll all make [Bb] sense once we get older and reach the [E] age of reason
Till then I'll have no reason to sleep in, not even on weekends
Unless we're together cause my willpower will [A] probably weaken even
My appreciation [Am] for the current condition
[B] Cause I'm sick of always feeling like [Bb] something is missing
[A] I slumber in one position, crouched up and [Am] feet laughing
Out of suction cause my [B] feet are like giving [F] no space to breathe
[Bb] While I embrace [A] my knees, it's off to the floor cause [Am] I can't sleep no more
Else as well I write these [B] letters to all of y'all but
But sooner [Bb] Miss Benedict you're a creature of [E] myself _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ I'm a creature [B] of myself
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