Tom: B major
Verse 1
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Let's stop and talk on a slow street
Bbm
Your guy is cross- eyed and muttering
Gb
Looks at me like "Now who
the fuck is he?"
Ab
And I tell you, man, I wish that I knew
Db
Trash- scavenged mattress
and a stuffed bear
Bbm
Bedbugs crawling through your
You got that thousand yard stare
Ab
I get itchy just from talking to you
with the August sun
Bbm
Floating out on the
Gb
freshman year beer run
It's so hard to have fun
Ab
Db
But there used to be a way to get through
Bbm
Db
All your amazed days fade
But all of the damned dogs they think
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Ebm
Db
they've got it made
Bbm
Db
And no matter what you say
You know that you are gonna
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Ab
do it anyway
Gb
Ebm
Db
Gb
Db
Do it anyway
Knuckle tattoo says "I H8 2 LIVE"
Bbm
On another dickhead who assures
me that I'm just too sensitive
Gb
You can't tell everybody
to fuck off forever
Ab
Db
Ab
Then be mortified when they finally do
Db
You had a textbook breakthrough
on a shaky plane
Bbm
Seated next to kid,
She's so embarrassed by her dad's
Ab
And nobody ever gets to feel cool
Db
These days I'm only saying
Ebm
something if I'm swaying
Bbm
That's the only time it doesn't
feel like I'm explaining
Gb
So if you see me and I seem too
entertaining
I'm just talking to you
Db
But you don't want a funeral
unless everybody comes
Bbm
And you don't want to kiss
until you're adequately numb
Gb
And you don't want to speak,
not even just to say goodbye
Ab
Because you don't want to share how
you're in shadows all the time
Db
And you don't want to think about
the people that you knew
Bbm
They're a tug on your sleeve,
they're an embarrassment to you
Gb
Just some bones in the sun,
just a decomposing rind
Ab
Just a sitcom that aired before
you were even alive
Db
Your friends are full- length mirrors
that you pulled out of the garbage
Bbm
Or ange juice soaked cotton balls to convince
you you're not starving
Gb
You need somebody to fuck,
someone to call when you get down
Bbm
Ab
Db
And some people to make wonder
Ab
why they even stick around
Db
Now you don't want to drink,
you say it feels just the same as water
Bbm
And you don't actually even like me, I just
subconsciously remind you of your father
Gb
His flannel shirts that smelled like
cigarettes and rain
Ab
And a whole catalog of things
that you wish never had to change
Db
But it's never been quite like
it was when you were a kid
Bbm
Puffy eyes, play fights, bug bites, Jif peanut butter,
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Ab
Db
Cin namon Toast Crunch, strawberry allergy, beestings
All of the people are asleep
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Db
But tomorrow the punks
Gb
and the cops will both have to eat
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Db
people say
Gb
You know that you've got to do it anyway
Do it anyway.
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