Headspace chords by The Wombats

[Intro]

C   F                           G   Am
Headspace, I need a route of my headspace
                    G          C        F
Cause it's a war in here and I need you take
                   G   Am         G
Take her out of my headspace


[Verse]

      C                              G
Gonna drive, drive, drive this Cadillac
       F                               G
Up the ocean road until it runs out of gas
          Am
Cause I'm hurt
              G            F        G
I laugh and I joke but I'm hurt
          C                               G
I'm gonna sing, sing, sing my new swan song
           F                                            G
So all the bright young sparks have got a tune they can hum
          Am
But it'll hurt
                   G             F
I'll dance if they ask but it'll hurt

[Chorus]

C   F                          G   Am
Headspace I need a route of my headspace
                 G          C        F
There's a war in here and I need you take
                   G    Am
Take her out of my headspace
      G
These 5.5 liters of blood
          F
Have some sour taste

For your sweet taste buds


[Verse]

            C                             G
Cause now I feel, feel, feel like a disco ball
         F                    G
From the 1970's all dusty and worn
       AM                   G             F          G
And it hurts, I reflect the light, but it hurts
         C                                 G
I use to run, run, run until my knees gave way
         F                                     G
I use to wrestle with bears and kiss poisonous snakes
         Am                          G             F
I didn't care, they scratch and they bite I didn't care

I didn't care


[Chorus]

C   F                          G   Am
Headspace I need a route of my headspace
                    G               C           F
Cause it's a war in here and I need somebody to say
                   G   Am
Take her out of my headspace
      G
These 5.5 liters of blood
          F
Have some sour taste
                      G
For your sweet taste buds


[Outro]

          Am
You put a war zone inside me
C                   F
Above and below the neck
G
Above and below the neck

C F G Am G C F G Am

C               F
Someone flick a light on

The dark just makes it worse
    G              Am
I'm running out of options and I'm lost for words
C           F
Little life wrecker, are you gonna let me know?
        G              Am
Or keep showing me the compassion of a talk show host?
        C         F
I'm not acting my age here and I'm growing up too fast
         G                      Am
If these streets are paved with gold

I want my money back
      C         F
Cause Liverpool feels like a clouded memory
        G           Am
Now the Californian air has wrapped their claws around me
 C   F         G   Am
(Headspace, my headspace)
She wrapped her claws around me
 C   F         G   Am