G                  B
Slow down we can talk it out
        Em                   D
we'll back-track, relax and track it down
       G                      B
how I carve out a space for this
           Em                            D
To hold a job and have a hobby that’s expensive as it is
G                  B                         Em
My neighbors all complain about the noise I make
                    D
I piped down and I haven't made a peep though
G                  B
but I've found my voice in this random noise
   Em                D
so sit back now and welcome to the peep show


[Chorus]

G          B          Em
I've been making up words
       D                G
at the top of my lungs
        B               Em
at the tip of my tongue
              D
ease up, and leave me some
G           B           Em
I've been making up words
               D            G B Em D
'cause there aren't anymore


[Verse]

  G                 B
Untwist From the sounds of it
       Em                         D
I've missed half the point but I got the gist, no I
G                   B
Now I know what my next step is
           Em               D
find the perfect words if they exist
G                    B
Is it words for love? Is it words for pain?
Em                       D
and do I stop when they sound the same
         G                            B  
or is it better that I pander to the people who will listen
         Em                   D
or do I pivot, go 180, just to prove I can be different?


[Chorus]

G          B          Em
I've been making up words
       D                G
at the top of my lungs
        B               Em
at the tip of my tongue
              D
ease up, and leave me some
G           B           Em
I've been making up words
               D            G B Em D
'cause there aren't anymore

[Verse]

G                 B
Refresh, give me time to rest
     Em                       D
to recharge my search for a sound that's fresh
G                     B
I don't mean to be so down or pessimistic
        Em                       D
like an ivy on my skin I can't resist the urge to itch
         G                       B
with a simple little hobby all I do is stitch together
         Em                               D
clever words and sounds, record, promote design and finally pitch it
     G                             B
and I'm like "please share, please like and subscribe"
     Em                            D
but all I want to do is leave this unrelated stuff behind
           G                      B
but at the same time, I want to reach a million people
         Em                             D
now I'm feeling like a thousands out of reach if I don't keep up
          G                   B
with the trending times, a brand new state
         Em                   D
a new bandwagon with some new paint - well here's my new way
G               B
Maybe I'm not trending up on twitter
         Em                              D
and the only one's I'll reach will be my mom and baby sister
        G               B
maybe I'm not bound for money or fame
          Em                 D               
but my music wouldn't fit inside a status or a hash-tag!


[Chorus]

G          B          Em
I've been making up words
       D                G
at the top of my lungs
        B               Em
at the tip of my tongue
              D
ease up, and leave me some
G           B           Em
I've been making up words
               D            
'cause there aren't anymore

G C G C G C G x2
A D A D A D A x2
B E B E B E B x2

[Chorus]
A          C#          F#m
I've been making up words
       E                A
at the top of my lungs
        C#               F#m
at the tip of my tongue
              E
ease up, and leave me some


[Ending]
  A                                  C#    
I'll plagiarize the chorus from the beating in my chest
      F#m                             E
I'll take my inspiration from the cadence of my breath
     A                               C#
I'm searching for a rhythm in the cracking of my knuckles
       N.C.
they asked me for a title, said I'm Torn Between a Couple
A                              C#
taking aim and aiming up, its second nature, off the cuff
      F#m                          E
I'm vaguely masquerading and I'm faking that I'm brave enough,
    A                                C#
I'm shakin' up the achey stuff, I'm waking all the neighbors up
       F#m                                     E               A
there ain't enough to waste it cuz I'm savin up and makin' up words