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