Intro
D G Bm Em G C D G C Em D
[Verse 1]
G Bm Em
You took a little every day until I didn't have shit
B C G
Two years off and on and not even the chance to quit
D
Just a letter on the fridge
C
That I got from human resources
G Bm
I know that six weeks was kind of a bit much
Em B
And that nothing is forever and that nothing should be
C Am G
Someday it all stops, and I can't sleep now
C D
Because I'm not a real fucking adult
[Chorus 1]
G Bm C G Bm C
But I guess I'll have my life from Seven to Six Fourty-Five
C Am G
Marie, Marie, Marie, I'm sorry I've been too busy
C D G
For the promise of an unfulfilling life
G Bm Em G C Am
[Verse 2]
G Bm
The risks I took were mine to take
Em C B G
We couldn't communicate in anything but rote responses and shit eating grins
D
And everything starts dwindling when it's all built on
C
Power trips and pandering, power trips and pandering
G Bm Em
The letter arrived yesterday, I didn't have a drop to drink
B C
I had to play and drive four hours to Brooklyn
Am G
To my apartment of dirty shit
C D
And a thousand lonely days ahead
[Chorus 2]
G Bm C
But I guess now I'll have my life
G Bm C
With red and blackout of my eyes
C Am G
Marie, Marie, Marie I'm really stoked you set me free
C D G
From the promise of an unfulfilling life
Am C G Am C
Where I can pay my bills and pass out at eleven and not
[Bridge]
Gm B C
Wake up in the morning and start feeling bad
Gm B C
Worst case of the Mondays that I've ever had
Am C
Though I treat every weekday like a Saturday night
G C
Except for drinks I can't afford
Am C
A can of Shmidty's, nothing more
G C
I need some more security
Am C G
Than that provided by choosing between a job you hate
C Am C
A job you hate and a job that doesn't pay
Am Bm Em
I got too caught up with me to behave responsibly
C D
Michael, Nathan and Christine, I've got no rent, Marie, Marie!
[Outro]
G Bm
I was arguing with cops while I had a fake mustache on
Em B C
Poorly handling emotions while swimming naked in the ocean
G Bm
Breaking bottles on stranger's floors and leaving without our fucking passports
Em B C
Drinking gin and Zicam until 2 AM while playing Rock Band
G Bm
Inviting myself into homes of strangers to drink all alone
Em B C
Leaving sweat-soaked boxers on a bar 'cause they said "put a t-shirt on"
G Am
Acting irresponsibly and trying to make a choice between
D C
A job you hate and a job that doesn't pay
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