Young Adult
Ritt Momney
C#m
(início)
Amaj7 Emaj7
Verse 1
Amaj7 Jumped down the well Emaj7 Found just your shell Amaj7 You’ll find yourself Emaj7 I’ll fix myself Amaj7 But if your sentences are short Oh, you’ll have to clear your throat Emaj7 Let the devil through the door Call yourself a young adult Amaj7 Seems like all the ones you lost Were the ones you asked to stay Emaj7 Best to pick apart your thoughts Before they do to you the same
Instrumental
Amaj7 Emaj7
Verse 2
A Amaj7 A Walk past the truth Amaj7 E Emaj7 E Emaj7 Don’t look for clues A Amaj7 A Trust only blue Amaj7 E Emaj7 E Emaj7 Trust only blue A Amaj7 Though it’s not pleasant to feel A Amaj7 It’s the only thing that’s real E Emaj7 Any comfort you can get E Emaj7 Is one that you won’t regret A Amaj7 As the sunlight turns to dust A Amaj7 I’ll try to resist the rust E Emaj7 The only knife that doesn’t hurt E Emaj7 Is the knife that you don’t touch
Interlude
C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 (x2)
Chorus 1
C#m G#/D# C#m/E E/B You will never have to be true ‘till the roses rot C#m G#/D# C#m/E E/B And if you’re tripping up you’ll see soon the ground’s kind of soft C#m G#/D# C#m/E E/B And there is always something to do ‘till you blow it off C#m G#/D# C#m/E E/B Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m G# A E Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m G# A E Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few
Chorus 2
C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 You will never have to be true ‘till the roses rot C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 And if you’re tripping up you’ll see soon the ground’s kind of soft C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 And there is always something to do ‘till you blow it off C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few
Solo
C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 (x4)
Chorus 3
C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 You will never have to be true ‘till the roses rot C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 And if you’re tripping up you’ll see soon the ground’s kind of soft C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 And there is always something to do ‘till you blow it off C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few C#m7 G#7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Pretty are the simple few, the simple few, the simple few few few
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