G      
Anabel, pick up the phone
    Am   
I'm calling from the kitchen
        G                               Em
We just never seem to listen when we're sharing the same room
G                           Am  
  I'm not sure anymore what might get your attention
     G                                Em
Everyday you see me less than you did just the day before
G                        Am
Out there in the garden, motionless for hours
     G                                     Em  
It's just like there's a statue dressed in Anabel's old clothes
G                             Am
  And part of me is afraid to wake you from the dreams you have
G                                          Em
And scared the scattered pieces won't come back together, hold on


G  Bm        G       Bm
Anabel, come back to me
    G       Bm       G Bm 
I'm calling you from home
G  A         Bm      A  
Anabel, come back to me
    G      Bm    Em 
I'm living here alone

 G
Another quiet evening
     Am
That book that you've been reading's open
G                                 Em
But I don't believe I've seen you turn a single page
G
  Even here right beside you
Am
  I barely recognize you
G                              Em
  You're like a photograph I'm watching fade away
G
  I wanna shake you
       Am
I'd prefer that you were angry with me
G                                Em
  You're like a bird now looking lost without a cage
G
 And I don't know what to call it
Am                                  G                         Em
  I'm not sure who could solve this problem of a disappearing girl

Oh Ana, stay

G  Bm        G       Bm
Anabel, come back to me
    G       Bm       G Bm 
I'm calling you from home
G  A         Bm      A  
Anabel, come back to me
    G      Bm    Em 
I'm living here alone

              G
You're in the bathroom with the flashlight
       Am
You're trying to weight your shadow
    G
You say it's gotten heavy
        Em
Hard to drag across the floor
G
Same scene we had last night
      Am
And I still don't know what happens to you
G
  I just stand here useless
          Em
Sometimes listen through the door
    G                               Am
The ringing in your ears has gotten worse

It's hard to take
           G                                  Em
You say it sounds like heavy traffic as we're climbing into bed
      G
And I believe I almost hear it
       Am
I know better than to touch you lately
G                              Em
Praying I don't wake up to the car crash in your head

G  Bm        G       Bm
Anabel, come back to me
    G       Bm       G Bm 
I'm calling you from home
G  A         Bm      A  
Anabel, come back to me
    G      Bm    Em 
I'm living here alone

G  Bm        G       Bm
Anabel, come back to me
    G      Bm     G    Bm
I'm trying to get through
G  A         Bm      A
Anabel, come back to me
   G       Bm         Em
Or take me there with you