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