Intro
C G D D
[Verse]
C G
Counting ticks from the clock
D D
It's a morning too modest
C G
She's finding parts of my face
D D
Funny looking and anxious
[Pre-Chorus]
C G D
It's a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
C G D D
I would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend
[Chorus]
C
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
G
She falls flat on the bed again
D
Mutters something about the end
D C
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
G
I feel fine with the way I am
D
I awoke to her elegance
D C
I've figured out a way to make amends
[Instrumental]
G D D
C G D D
[Verse]
C G
"Could you cut open all of my chest
D D
I'm already too restless
C G
Of course I'm feeling depressed
D D
Find a way we could use it"
[Pre-Chorus]
C G D D
It's a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
C G D D
I would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend
[Chorus]
C
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
G
She falls flat on the bed again
D
Mutters something about the end
D C
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
G
I feel fine with the way I am
D
I awoke to her elegance
D C
I've figured out a way to make amends
[Instrumental]
G D D
C G D D
[Bridge]
C G
My my my
D
We're pretenders
D
We're beaming
C
We're the signs of our time
G
My my
D D
Oh whatever
[Chorus]
C
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
G
She falls flat on the bed again
D
Mutters something about the end
D C
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
G
I feel fine with the way I am
D
I awoke to her elegance
D C
I've figured out a way to make amends
[Outro]
G D D