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