Haunted Head by Ezra Furman
Key: BB | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
B F# E
Verse 1
    B
I'm up at six
                                E
I get a slice of bread, I cut a hole in it
                            B
I crack a little egg into a frying pan
                                E
and I try to get my mind turned off
     B
I'm naked now
                                            E
Because it doesn't really matter when the shades are down
I was born this way I'll die this way
  B                                             E
I don't know how I'm ever gonna tell myself the truth
Chorus
C#m
I live alone
                           B     A
A house without a heart is not a home
                                      F#
I think I may destroy these things I own
                                     B   A
I'm going back way back to black and red
Inside my haunted head
Instrumental
E B A
Verse 2
          E
I get the prayer shawl on
                                   A
I wrap myself in something that is way beyond
                                     E
anything my mind could get its dirty fingers on
                                     A
I'm going through the motions like a champ
             E
I take these aimless drives from two A.M. to four
             A
I live these secret lives
                                E
Identities that all die off not one survives
                                 A
By morning there's nobody at the wheel
Chorus
F#m
I'm out on Lake Street now
                                          E  D
I'm coming to a red light but there's no one around
                                    B
The law sits on my shoulder and it weighs me down
                                       E   D
It's talking in a language long since dead
Inside my haunted head
Instrumental
A E D
Verse 3
           A
I'm having too much fun
                                 D
My arms around the toilet like a long-lost chum
I'm kneeling at the throne
             A
I'm stricken deaf and dumb
                                     D
I'm learning what it means to really pray
             A
Tried to get cute with pain
I thought I could avoid it
          D
Thought I knew that game
                                         A
But just when you get the hang of it the rules all change
                                            D
and you're doing time for crimes that don't exist
Chorus
              Bm
So I sit and wait
                           A       G
til I can finally see the sense it makes
                                       E
I know this sick world's bound to be explained
                                  A    G
So I'm hanging on if only by a thread
Inside my haunted head
D G
(Haunted, ha-ha-haunted head)