Intro
Em
[Verse 1]
Em
Cut it out
C
Your self-inflicted pain
G
Is getting too routine
Bm
The crowds are catching on
Em
To the self-inflicted song
C#m
Well, here we go again
G
The art of acting weak
Bm
Fall in love to fail
Em
To boost your AD sales
Em
And that AD sells (Yeah, what a hit)
Em
You've got to repeat it
Em
You gotta' sink to swim
Em
If at first you don't succeed
B/F#
You gotta recreate your misery
G
Cause we all know art is hard
B/A
Young artists have gotta starve
Em
Try, and fail, and try again
B/F#
The comforts of repetition
G
Keep churning out those hits
B/F#
'Til it's all the same old shit
Em
[Verse 2]
Em
Oh, a second verse!
C
Well, color me fatigued
G
I'm hiding in the leaves
Bm
In the AD jacket sleeves
Em
Tired of entertaining
C
Some double-dipped meaning
G
F# soft serve analogy
Bm
This drunken angry slur
Em
In thirty-one flavors
Em
You gotta' sink, gotta sink
Em
Gotta sink to swim
Em
Immerse yourself in rejection
Em
Regurgitate some sorry tale
Em
About a boy who sells his love affairs
Em
You gotta' fake, fake, fake the pain
Em
You better make, make, make it sting
Em
You're gonna' break, break, break a leg
Em
When you get on stage
Em
And they scream your name
Em B/F# G B/A
("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
[Outro]
("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
Em
You gotta' sink, gotta sink
Gotta sink to swim
B/F#
Impersonate greater persons
G
Cause we all know art is hard
B/A
When we don't know who we are
Em B/F# G B/A (x2)
Gm/D