Mission Viejo

	  		

Intro: D - G - D - G - D 

Verse 
D          G 
Isn't it a waste of time, 
                 D 
Sit here playin' pantomime 
                   A 
Still blow almost every line 

D                G 
Haven't been as high as this 
                  D 
Since the night I burned my lips 
                    A 
Must've been like '89 


G      F#               A      
Comin' down too quick, my own private apocalypse. 
G           F#                  A      
I'm usually pretty slick, miss, this is just some summer slippage. 


verse 2 
Behind the karaoke bar 
Sittin' in your brother's car 
Shootin' stars and scrapin' scars 

Threw it up back in the sky, 
Her mouth it opened miles wide. 
We all drove back to Delmar. 

Chorus 2 

Not sure if you exist, I reach down and I check your wrist. 
Your brother's pretty pissed, he heard it from that surfer chick. 

Bridge 

E                      G 
And it wasn't just the first time. 
E                      G 
It wasn't just the last time. 
E                      G 
It was all those times that were in between. 

verse 3 

When it was such a joy to ride with you 
I didn't mean to frighten you 
Didn't say goodbye to you 

Summer was such bang-up fun, 
Didn't mean to hurt no one. 
Just tried to enlighten you. 

Chorus 3 

When classes start I'll quit, I've got until September 6th 
When classes start I'll quit this, this is just some summer slippage.