Bright Eyes - Saturday as usual

Vir^Cginia's almost sleeping The ^Gnight is getting older There's ^Dmstatic on the tv She's ^Dm7lying on the sof^Ca The ^Gcats crawl over ^Dmher ^CJenny's in the garage She's ^Ggot the car in neutral She ^Dmrolls it out so quietly It's ^Dm7Saturday as usu^Cal It ^Galways i^Dms And ^Cme I'm in my bedroom ^GDrawing in my notebook Cause my ^Dmhand thinks I'm an artist But my ^Dm7heart knows I'm a po^Cet It's just ^Gwords, they ^Dm7mean... C Am7/B So little to me, so little to me So little to ^Dmme, so little to ^Gme C Am7/B So little to me, so little to me So little to ^Dmme I can't ^Gseem to deal with something more

^CDaddy's in the backyard his ^Ghands are getting dirty And ^Dmmom is in the kitchen And her ^Dm7cake says that I'm thir^Cteen ^GAnother ^Dmyear My ^Cbrother went to college To be^Gcome a doctor And ^Dmif he studies hard enough he'll ^Dm7end up just like fa^Cther Who ^Ghates his ^Dmlife And ^Cme, I'm in the bathroom ^Gcrying out my eyelids Cause it's ^Dmhard to be a man when you're ^Dm7scared just like a little ^Ckid The ^Gworld's be^Dmcome... C Am7/B A little too mean, a little too mean A little too ^Dmmean, a little too ^Gmean C Am7/B A little too mean, a little too mean A little too ^Dmmean, And I can't ^Gsee the point of patient love When everyone just wants to get ^Cfucked