Intro
Bm7 Cadd9
[Verse]
Bm7 Cadd9
Tried to get the audience out from inside my head
Bm7 Cadd9
And the things you say are beautiful, but they don’t make very much sense
Bm7 A Cadd9
From the day that I was born, they took me for all that I had
Bm7 Cadd9
And I let them, ‘cause they let me in
Bm7 A Cadd9
I'm so weak, I can barely hold this instrument
[Chorus]
D A Cadd9
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
D A Cadd9
I wanna make fun of cops with you
[Verse]
Bm7 Cadd9
You went on tour and I went on medication
Bm7 Cadd9
I’ve been stuck in this waiting room and they’re telling me to stay patient
Bm7 A Cadd9
So, I’ll close my eyes and I’ll sing this song for you
Bm7 Cadd9
Celebrate with a joint or two, and a new backyard tattoo
Bm7 A Cadd9
And think of the time that we spent watching X-Files in your living room
[Chorus]
D A Cadd9
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
D A Cadd9
I wanna find every truth with you
[Verse]
Bm7 Cadd9
And it all comes down to the knowledge that we’re gonna die
Bm7 Cadd9
Find comfort in that or be scared for the rest of your life
Bm7 A Cadd9
So, I sing and I scream and I strum and I try to help out
Bm7 Cadd9
’Til I can build a little house that the government doesn’t know about
Bm7 A Cadd9
But I’d rather be right here than anywhere else, right now
[Chorus]
D A Cadd9
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
D A Cadd9
I wanna watch the empire fall with you
[Outro]
Bm A G (x2)
Bm A G Bm A G
And it’s fucking with me that you didn’t see that it wasn’t them and it was always me who knew too much
Bm A G
And I’m no storyteller the way you are, I’m just an angry kid who got given a guitar
Bm A G
But how dare you say that I’m too young
Bm A G
To know that the ticket prices are going up and the trains still aren’t on time
Bm A G
And the thugs that patrol the lines are the reason I’ll never pay my fines
Bm A G
And prescription prices are going up and we’re not making any more money
Bm A G
Tony’s wallet’s getting heavy, Gina's stomach is far from empty
Bm A G
And it’s too many in my mind and now I’m living on the west side
Bm A G
You say “Breathe it in, breathe it out”, you don’t know what you’re talking about
Bm A G
And it’s eating away at my insides and now I’m living on the west side
Bm A G
And my mother says I’ve gotten thin
Bm A G Bm
Don’t wanna see you for a couple of years but yours is a funeral I’d fly to from anywhere