Fmid

          E
Lately, I like to take walks after work wearing
A
Nothing but my undershirt
    E
The wind picking up my eyes
    A
The blood rushing back to my heart
          E
There’s a show on the corner with
     A
Some kids I met in Oakland
       E
You’re sitting on the roof of your car
       A
Parked right outside the record store
E A
E
Have you seen my self-esteem?
     A
It’s picking up it’s feet out of the
E
Gutter it was laying in
      A
“just blowing off some steam.“
                 E
It’s fine, let’s walk the tracks until my
           A
Shorts are ripping at the seams
              E
We’ll drink a forty and play polo in my
A
Single speeded dream
              E
When she gets drunk she calls me loser and
      A
I get worried that I’ll lose her and
        E
Have to make a bunch of new friends in another
A
stupid town and play my
E
GameBoy on the front porch at Pergs,
A
trying to realize that
    E                               A
the butterflies that live inside my stomach gotta die
E A X2

         E
I leaned back and looked up, it said:
 C#m
“Fuck me, I’m drunk.“
   B
In sharpie on the ceiling of the
        A
Seventy six in downtown Arcata
     E
This town’s gone to shit
             C#m
One day I’ll learn to commit but
    B
for now I’m throwing pumpkins down
    A*
The hill at Laurel and California
E A x4

             E
My lungs are blacker than the perique packs and
A                             E
Pupils in your eyes after the forty minute real-talk
        A
All the way to In-N-Out
              E
We drive each other to out tipping points
        A
There’s months of lean blunts, pizza joints
        E
There’s nothing like the shit you find out
        A
Talking to your mom so late at night
E A
         E                        A
And even though it’s been getting easier lately
           E
It takes a lot to convince me that
A                         E
People don’t hate me, and sometimes
                A
When I’m in the car with you guys
           E                   A
I feel like maybe I’m not that crazy
E                       A
I’m getting better, and some day
                  E                  A
I’ll get all this straight inside my head but
E                             A
Right now I’m still trying to learn
             E                 A
How to keep a steady circle of friends

    E                       C#m
But you gave me cocaine for my nineteenth birthday
            B
And about a year ago that day
              A
We almost got arrested at the movies
    E
And I was just there talking with my
C#m
Hands shaking in my pockets
  B                                      A*
I looked at you and read your lips, they said:
N.C.
“I’ve got your back if you’ve got mine.“

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