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