Tonight I Feel Like Kafka

Fmaj7
It's two in the morning and I want to drink wine
E
Listen to Kurt singing in the pines
Am                               D7
Couldn't be anymore hipster if I tried
Fmaj7
Father, Son and Holy Ghost don't want to talk
E
Baby, don't touch me I'm made of chalk
Am                              D7
Fine pink lace and faceless effigies

[Chorus]

       Fmaj7  E     Am7         D7
And it scares me to think that nobody
Fmaj7            E7
Looks at me that way
Am7              D7
Looks at me that way

[Verse 2]

Fmaj7
Now I feel like Kafka with a bad migraine
E
Wake up tomorrow and my room's the same
Am                                              D7
Want to pierce my nipples and go dancing in the rain
Fmaj7
No more cyanide kisses, I'm methylene blue
E
I love everyone but especially you
Am                                          D7
Want to go ahead and pack a picnic just for two

[Chorus]

       Fmaj7  E     Am7              D7
But it scares me to think that you, baby
Fmaj7                 E7
Don't look at me that way
Am7                    D7
Don't look at me that way