Lake Street Dive - Frustration song

^Amaj7He lights up and he cou^Dmaj7ghs up something green. ^Amaj7He hates you he hates h^Dmaj7im, I think he hates me. ^BmTea on his jacket, ^E7worn like a bruise ^BmYou can see it in his eyes he'd rather be ^Amaj7crusin the fre^Dmaj7eway on his little ^Amaj7blue honda fif^Dmaj7ty Cee Cee from the se^Gmventies

^Amaj7He wakes up and he rea^Dmaj7ches for his tie ^Amaj7He stayed out late, dr^Dmaj7inking the locals dry ^BmWhy are you so late, ^E7the train was running slow ^BmYou can see it ^Dmaj7in his eyes he'd rather be ^Amaj7Blowing horn i^Dmaj7n a backup band for a ^Amaj7Showy singer w^Dmaj7ith guitar in hand playing ^Gmsold out shows

^Amaj7She looks up and she can^Dmaj7not see the sky ^Amaj7it's been days since she^Dmaj7 enjoyed being high ^Bmseeing red, a^E7nd learning about the biz ^Bmyou can see ^Dmaj7it in her eyes she'd rather be ^Amaj7living larg^Dmaj7e by her swimming pool and ^Amaj7getting altered^Dmaj7 when she wanted t^Gmo. Amaj76 Dmaj7 Wouldn't you.

^C#mWe're stuck with these ^Dmaj7things ^{Fmaj7 Fmaj7}That don't help us at a^Dmaj7ll ^{Bm Bm}They don't help us at ^C#mall

^BmThey don't help us at a^Amaj7ll