Matt Maeson - Me and my friends are lonely

^Am7I ^Cadd9can't open up to ^E7you ^FMe and my friends are ^Am7lonely ^Cadd9I don't know what to ^E7do ^FI always figured ^Am7I'd b^Cadd9e the one to ^E7die alone^F

^Am7I cope ^Cadd9smothered in smoke ^E7Deep high, ^Fdrape my soul in ^Am7I know^Cadd9 things that you don't ^E7I've met ^Fmurdering folk And ^Am7they too^Cadd9k one of our own ^E7They took our ^Finnocent home

So ^Am7I ^Cadd9can't open up to ^E7you ^FMe and my friends are ^Am7lonely ^Cadd9I don't know what to ^E7do ^FI always figured ^Am7I'd b^Cadd9e the one to ^E7die alone^F

So ^Am7is there any lesson ^Cadd9in confessing that you posted up Like ^E7Jesus on the corner ^Fselling baggies full of blessing? Is it ^Am7stressing all the things that ^Cyou have morally accepted? Is it ^E7vexing wearing clothes that ^Fyou have bled in?

^Am7Picture perfect victim, ^Cadd9overwhelmed and so sadistic I was ^E7looking for a purpose, w^Fhat a chance you had some with you On the ^Am7street when I forgot, the^Cadd9 city breathes when I do not If I leave ^E7it does not stop here, ^Fno So ^Am7is there any treason ^Cadd9in the tricky little price ^E7I pay? ^F Oh ^Am7is there any treason ^Cadd9in the tricky little price ^E7I pay? ^F

So ^Am7I ^Cadd9can't open up to ^E7you ^FMe and my friends are ^Am7lonely ^Cadd9I don't know what to ^E7do ^FI always figured ^Am7I'd b^Cadd9e the one to ^E7die alone^F I always figured ^Am7I'd b^Cadd9e the one to ^E7die alone^F I always figured that ^Am7I'd b^Cadd9e the one to ^E7die alone^F.