The Recluse Acoustic Chords

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This acoustic version is pretty simple but sounds really close to the actual 
thing. I pretty much got this down from watching people's covers on Youtube that were really good.

A#  577655
G#  466544
C#m 446654
B#? 799877

I'm not sure if its a B, but the finger positions are correct. I play without a 
capo because my voice is deeper, but if you're a girl, I'd probably put a capo on 
the 2nd fret to better fit the voice.



    A#    G#
I awake alone
      C#m            B#
in a woman's room I hardly know.
    A#   G#
I awake alone
     C#m               B#
and pretend that I am finally home.

    A#        G#
The room is littered
          C#m        B#
with her books and notebooks
    A#     G#
I imagine what they say, like,
 C#m            B#
"Shoo fly don't bother me."
 A#               G#               C#m
I can hardly get myself out of the bed
    B#     A#              G#       C#m
for fear of never lying in this bed again.

    B#         A#  G#   C#m  B#
Oh Christ, I'm not that desperate.
   A#     G#     C#m
Oh no, oh God. I am.

A#, G#, C#m, B#(x3)

How'd I end up here to begin with?
I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please don't barrage me
with the questions
to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach,
it keeps shitting what I feed it.

But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.
Maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home
and whispers,
"You're in my web now,
I've come to wrap you up tight
'til it's time to bite down."

I awake alone
in a woman's room I hardly know.
I awake alone
and pretend that I am finally home.



---That's just about the gist of it. You keep playing the same chords over again, 
but if you need any help, email me at henryletham9@gmail.com