White Ferrari

	  		
C               G            F 
Bad luck to talk on these rides 
C 
Mind on the road 
G                F           
  Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float 
           C 
White Ferrari 
G 
  Had a good time 
F 
  16: how was I supposed to know anything? 


C            G           F 
I let you out at Central 
C            G                   F 
I didn't care to state the plain 
                                 Am           C 
Kept my mouth closed, we're both so familiar 
          C 
White Ferrari 
G 
  Stick by me 
F                              C         
  Close by me (You will find, you will find me) 
                G 
Is this the slow body? 
F 
  Left when I forgot to speak 


      C 
So I text the speech, lesser speeds 
 G 
Texas speed, yes 
 F 
Base takes its toll on me 
                         C 
Eventually, eventually, yes 
          G                    F 
I only eventually, eventually, yes 


   C            G          F 
I care for you still and I will forever 
   C         G           F 
That was my part of the deal, honest 
       Am    C     G 
We got so familiar 
 C             G          F               C 
Spending each day of the year, White Ferrari 
G            F  C  G 
  Good times 
         F 
In this life, life 
         G 
In this life, life 
C 
One too many years 
         G                   F 
Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift 
 C                   G     
Mind over matter is magic 
       F     C      
I do magic 
G               C                   G                 F 
If you think about it it's over in no time the best life 
C  G  C  G  F 

C G F (x4, pause) 

C G F                         C         G 
    I'm sure we're taller in another dimension 
 F                      C              G 
You say we're small and not worth the mention 
 F                      C            G 
You’re tired of movin', your body’s achin' 
 F                      C        G 
We could vacay, there's places to go 
 F                 C               G 
Clearly this isn't all that there is 
        F 
Can't take what's been given 
      C        G          F 
But we're so okay here, we're doing fine 
 C          G 
Primal and naked 
 F                       C           G 
You dream of walls that hold us in prison 
 F                        C                G 
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it 
      F 
And we're free to roam