Intro
G#m E G#m E
[Verse]
G#m
Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it
E (C#m)
Shaking head to toe while your left hand does "the show me around."
G#m E
Quickens your heartbeat, it beats me straight into the ground
G#m
You don't recover from a night like this,
E (C#m)
a victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless
G#m
E hand moves in the dark to a zipper,
E
hear a boy bracing tight against sheets, barely whisper:
B (C#m)
"This is so messed up."
G#m
Upon arrival the guests had all stared,
E (C#m)
dripping wet and clearly depressed he'd headed straight for the stairs
G#m
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch
E (C#m)
Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships
G#m
He keeps his hands low, he doesn't wanna blow it
(Up the stairs,)
E
He's wet from head to toe and his eyes give her the up and the down
(the station, where the)
G#m
His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up
(act becomes)
E (C#m)
But the body on the bed beckons forward, and he starts growing up
(the art of.. growing up)
[Chorus]
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
E C#m B
Die young and save yourself
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B (A)
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I breathed, but now it's choking me up
E C#m B
Die young and save yourself
[Verse]
G#m
She hits the lights, this doesn't seem quite fair
E (C#m)
Despite everything he learned from his friends, he doesn't feel so prepared
G#m E
She's breathing quiet and smooth, he's gasping for air
G#m
"This is the first and last time," he says
E
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his
G#m
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides
E
He's holding back from telling her
B
Exactly what it really feels like
G#m
He is the lamb, she is the slaughter
E
She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her
G#m
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect
E
He whispers that he loves her
But she's probably only looking for s--
G#m
So much more than he could ever give
(Up the stairs, the)
E (C#m)
E life free of lies and a meaningful relationship
(station, where the)
G#m
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides
(act becomes)
E
He waits for it to end and for the aching in his guts to subside
(the art of.. growing up)
[Chorus]
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
E C#m B
Die young and save yourself
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B (A)
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I breathed, but now it's choking me up
E C#m B (C#m)
Die young and save yourself
[Instrumental]
(the chord change is often on the 4+ beat,
but for simplicit's sake it will be noted as if it was on the following 1)
| G#m | % | % | B |
| G#m E G#m E | C#m B C#m B |
| G#m E G#m E | B |
| G#m E G#m E | C#m B C#m B |
| G#m E G#m E | B |
[Pre-Chorus]
G#m E G#m E N.C.
(Up the stairs, the station, where the act becomes the art of growing up)
[Chorus]
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
E C#m B
Die young and save yourself
G#m B F# / G#m F# / G#m C#m \ B
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I breathed, but now it's choking me up
N.C.
Die young and save yourself
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