Parquet Courts - Tenderness

We've^G come to replace your clock's old stubborn hands We a^Ere the answer to w^E7hy they n^Eever had a chance It was ^Gnot so long ago that the world was mostly slow The age of ^Eiron, steam and s^E7peed Turned a s^Etroll to a stampede

But we've ^Ccome to increase ti^Eme in between ti^Gcks And there is ro^Cmance in the sl^Aow dances 'Cause they're fert^Eile in hush, futile in haste These are your n^Eerves, this is how they taste

Well I can't co^Dunt how many times I've been outd^Cone by nihilism Jo^Gined the march that splits an open he^Dart into a schism And I ^Dcower at the thought of other p^Ceople's expectations And yet st^Gill hand over mi^Dne to them

Trav^Gel where you are, tourism is sin These are the r^Euins we left beh^E7ind, you can't take p^Eictures of them If wh^Gat they say is true, then you become what you chew If it d^Eecays spit it out, affectation is a drought

That you wa^Cit through when you ^Ehate everything that you ^Gdo You wanna l^Cive outside the gr^Aoove, then fine But it's th^Eere like a flower blooming in your ears Open up your m^Eouth, pollinate your peers

Nothing rem^Dinds the mind of power like the c^Cheap odor of plastic Le^Gaking fumes we crave, consume, the r^Dush it feels fantastic But like ^Dpower turns to mold, like a ju^Cnkie going cold I need the f^Gix of a little te^Dnderness