Written by Will Toledo
Fm The drunk’s face breaks into sweat Gm As his friend falls under the wheels Ab But the headlights don't flinch Ab And the engine doesn't stutter Bb Oh yeah C Think about myself, I think about myself Care about myself, I care about myself Bbm I only care about myself F And other fears too stupid to mention Bbm Db The ending of 'Dramamine’ scared Degnan Fm The way that you all see me Gm That's who I am, but not who I need to be Ab Moving my joke body through the cold November night Bb Haha C Hate yourself, do you hate yourself, I don't hate myself Bbm I tolerate myself Bbm I wish I was someone else F But it seems too stupid to mention Bbm Db Db6 I know I'll be ripped in heavenVerse 1:
Fm Gm I was young, I was thin Ab Bbm I had money and I loved you Bbm But then came the Bb Bbm Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah F Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah Fm Gm I need a name for what I’m feeling Ab Bbm Then I can start to work on a meaning Bbm Speaking of the Bb Bbm Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah F Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeahFm In a crowded room you will Gm Hear your own opinion voiced Ab You can sit back without a word Ab Watch it spread or fall silent Bb Oh yeah C If it's too late to speak I could get out of bed C Find a pencil and write leave it for you to find Bbm If the moment is gone F To say I figured out what the problem was Bbm Db I'd been thinking about it earlier Fm Hey! can you hear me now? Gm Am I alone in my futile efforts? Ab Sometimes I get so mad that I can’t Bb Do the few things I usually can Which is sad C Occupying space, I know I take up space C Bbm Will there be a space for my soul in space Bbm (that's heaven to me) F 98083 Bbm Db Post office box 295Verse 2:
Fm Gm And now I'm young, and I'm thin Ab Bbm I have money and I love you Bbm But here comes the Bb Bbm Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah F Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah Fm Gm I need a name for what I’m feeling Ab Bbm Then I can start to work on a meaning Bbm Speaking of the Bb Bbm Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah (thanks for fucking with my head, come again soon) F Shabba de bop bop be shibby day oh yeah (thanks for fucking with my head, come again soon)Ab Db And in the sky there is a place Db7M Db Where it's warm and you're there Db7M Ebm And I've got the power now Ebm Ab Yeah I know what to do Ab Db To make you feel something besides pain Eb 'Cause it's the love Eb7M Eb Eb7M That we've come to expect, to deserve Fm And then we fuck and it's nice Fm It's not a complicated mess Eb Eb7M And my back doesn't hurt Eb Eb7M Fm And your head doesn't tell you to kill yourself Fm Bb So we smile and embrace Eb Until we don't know who we are Final Fm I can't hear a thing now Gm I guess I belong to me now Ab But when night fell on Montana Ab I found a rest stop completely deserted Bb But I still felt the eyes upon me F So I drove awayBridge:
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