Rilo Kiley - A better son daughter acoustic

^FSometimes in the morning i am ^Fpetrified and ^Fcan't move ^FAwake but cannot ^Fopen my ^Geyes And the ^Fweight is crushing down on my ^Flungs i know i can't ^Fbreath And ^Fhope someone will ^Fhelp me this ^Gtime Your ^Fmother's still calling you ^Finsane and ^Fhigh ^FSwearing it's ^Fdifferent this ^Gtime And you ^Ftell her to give in to the ^Fdemons that ^Fpossess her And that ^Fgod ever ^Fblessed her ^Ginsides Then you ^Fhang up the phone and feel ^Fbadly for ^Fupsetting things And ^Fcrawl back into ^Fbed to dream ^Gof a time When your ^Fheart was open ^Fwide and you ^Floved things just ^Fbecause Like the ^Fsick and the ^Gdying

And ^Fsometimes when you're on you're^F really fucking ^Fon And your ^Ffriends they sing ^Falong and they ^Glove you But the ^Flows are so extreme that the ^Fgood seems fucking ^Fcheap And it ^Fteases you for ^Fweeks in its ^Gabsense But you'll ^Ffight and you'll make it through You'll ^Ffake it if you ^Fhave to And you'll ^Fshow up for ^Fwork with a ^Gsmile And you'll be be ^Fbetter you'll be smarter More grown ^Fup and a better ^Fdaughter Or ^Fson and a ^Freal good ^Gfriend And you'll be ^Fawake and you'll be alert You'll be ^Fpositive though it ^Fhurts And you'll ^Flaugh and e^Fmbrace all your ^Gfriends And you'll be a ^Freal good listener You'll be ^Fhonest you'll be ^Fbrave You'll be ^Fhandsome you'll be ^Fbeautiful You'll be ^Ghappy

Your ^Fship may be coming in You're ^Fweak but not giving ^Fin To the ^Fcries and the ^Fwails of the ^Gvalley below Your ^Fship may be coming in You're ^Fweak but not giving ^Fin And you'll ^Ffight it you'll go ^Fout fighting ^Gall of them