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