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