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