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