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