Intro
F#m A E D D A E E
[Verse]
F#m D A E
Step 1: You write a simple chorus. Don't you bore us with an intro or a clever little verse
F#m D A E
Step 2: stop pretending there's some kinda of formula for making it, I've never been so sure
F#m D A E
Only time will tell me if I'm something, if I'm cursed or if I'm cunning, if I'm talented or stale
F#m D A E
‘Cause every song is an attempt to just impress you, it's an educated guess to light a bulb or ring a bell
[Chorus]
F#m A E D
And here I am as I cut corners on a left turn up a sentimental street
F#m A E D
And all I do I do to make my parents proud of who I am or who I'm 'bout to be
F#m A E D
Yeah, here I am, gotta hand it to me, I can write a tune
F#m A D E D F#m
I guess success just still depends on who I'm singing to
[Instrumental]
F#m A E D D A E E
[Verse]
F#m D
Been working hard, feeling tense, worrying about my fashion sense
A E
Since when do I give up an inch to incidental tackiness?
F#m D
I'm disoriented, so distracted from my bit
A E
But should I fight to force the issue when I'm out of lubricant
F#m D
To help this? To help my words come easy, to help to ease the heat we
A E
Generate from friction, wishin' inspiration wouldn't treat me
F#m D
Like I'm a leper, build me right up to the edge
A E
Of a legend just to pull back leaving fame inside my head
F#m D
I'm at an open mic, feeling like that token guy
A E
"Please buy my CD, it's worth 10 dollars but I'll take a five"
F#m D
There's so much talent balanced on a rusty knife
A E
Can I compete with guys who have been playing their entire lives?
F#m D
For I am tied to mind my manners and my language
A E
‘Cause “heck”'s the only exclamation I can get away with
F#m D
‘Cause my grandma's gonna listen to this and I still refuse
A E
To sway her sweet opinion of me or lose her approval
F#m D
But it'd be nice to emphasise the weight of what I say
A E
Tell me which one will convince you that I'm finally okay; I'm Okay or I'm Goddamn Okay?
[Chorus]
F#m A E D
And here I am as I cut corners on a left turn up a sentimental street
F#m A E D
And all I do I do to make my parents proud of who I am or who I'm 'bout to be
F#m A E D
Yeah, here I am, gotta hand it to me, I can write a tune
F#m A D E D F#m
I guess success just still depends on who I'm singing to
[Instrumental]
F#m A E D D A E E
[Verse]
F#m D
I'm not a gambler but I bet you're esoteric
A E
Tearing down these local artists as too poppy or generic
F#m D
It's apparent you regard your judgement in such high esteem
A E
But it's as welcome as Americans as tourists overseas, I'm seeing
F#m D
I'm seeing people asking where they go to find my stuff
A E
And yeah I'm up on iTunes next to every band with 30 bucks
F#m D
B dozen albums sold, to me it's like a treasure
A E
But I guess I'm far from Guinness, I'm not setting any records
F#m D
I'm making Indie music that may never top the charts
A E
But like the greatest chefs'll tell you, my fanbase is getting larger
F#m D
I'm half a hermit, introverted if I'm honest
A E
The fact I'm here's a testament to how badly I want it
F#m D
‘Cause I, I've no aversion to searching, to look and wonder
A E
Or to try out different styles or to leave my zone of comfort
F#m D
‘cause I can flirt with burning candles but they'll either all extinguish
A E
Or they'll blacken all my fingers ‘til I lose all sense of feeling, I like
F#m D
I like my girls like I like my schedule: Hectic
A E
I like beauty, smarts and talent but that order's alphabetic
F#m D
I'm a sucker for an independent girl who needs her space
A E
Because I used to cling like static back when I was a teenager
F#m D
I may never recapture the happiness of that first love
A E
'cause I was unaware of what a heartache really was
F#m D
So now I guard a little harder, lusting for a crush
A E
And I can see it's so unhealthy when it bubbles up at once
F#m D
I'm not breaking any ground, I think this problem's pretty ancient
A E
It's the fabric of a classic passed down every generation
F#m D
So to summarise this song for all the people that've been watching this;
A E
Find another artist if you don't like stream of consciousness
[Instrumental]
F#m A E D
[Chorus]
F#m A E D
And here I am as I cut corners on a left turn up a sentimental street
F#m A E D
And all I do I do to make my parents proud of who I am or who I'm 'bout to be
F#m A E D
Yeah, here I am, gotta hand it to me, I can write a tune
F#m A D E D F#m
I guess success just still depends on who I'm singing to
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