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Tuning: E A D G B E
A couple rebel C#mtop gun pilots fG#mlying with nowhere to bBe, oh Don't know you super C#mwell but I think that you G#mMight be the same as mBe, behave abnormally
Let's let C#mthings come out of the woodwork I'll be on my G#mbest side, tell you all my best lies Yeah,B awesome right?
E Well summer slipped us underneath her tongG#mue Our days and nights areA perfumed with obsessC#mion Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floBor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard
E I am your sweetheart, psychopathic crG#mush Drink up your movements,A still I can't get enoC#mugh I overthink your p-punctuation uBse
Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do [INSTRUMENTAL] (Repeat and Slow Down Gradually) A B C#m E
Baby really Ehurt me, crying in the G#mtaxi, he don't wanna C#mknow me Says he made the big Bmistake of dancing in my Astorm C#m/G# Says it was F#mpoisBon
B I am my mother's child, I'll C#mlove you 'til my G#mbreathing stops I'll C#mlove you 'til you G#mcall the cops on F#me (I'm a liability) B But in our darkest hours, I C#mstumbled on a G#msecret power I'll C#mfind a way to G#mbe without you, F#babe
But you're Enot what you Athought you were C#m A But you're C#mnot what you Athought you were E B
Cause in my Ehead (in my head, I do everything right) When you Acall (when you call, I'll forgive and not fight) Because C#mours are the moments, I play in the dark We were Awild and fluorescent, come home to my heart
These are what they call Bhard feelinEgs of love When G#msweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the Ecold, oh oh Alone with the Bhard feelinEgs of love God I G#mwish I believed you when you told me this was my Ehome, oh oh
E C#m We're l-o-v-e-l-e-s-s generation A B E L-o-v-e-l-e-s-s generation
C#mAll fuckin' with our lover's heads,A generBation [INSTRUMENTAL] B E C#m F#
And the G#mterror, and the horror, when we Bwonder why we bother WEhoa-oh, whoC#ma-oh, F#oh And the G#mterror, and the horror, gotta Bwonder why we bother WEhoa-oh, whoC#ma-oh F#(What would we do when we're sober?) All the G#mglamour, and the trauma, and the Bfucking melodrama WEhoa-oh, whoC#ma-oh F# All the G#mgunfights, and the limelights, and the Bhope we stick divine nights WEhoa-oh C#m(WhatF# would we do when we're sober?)
A All of the C#mthings we're taking A 'Cause we are Eyoung and Bwe're aAshamed Sends us to C#mperfect places B(But what would we do when we're sober?)
A All of our C#mheroes fading A Now I can't Estand to Bbe aAlone Let's go to C#mperfect places B(But what would we do when we're sober?)
[INSTRUMENTAL] A C#m B
'Cause honeAy I'll come get myE things but I can't leBt go (What would we do when we're sober?) Oh I wish AI could get my thEings and just let gBo
(What would we do when we're sober?)