A# A#sus A#
I've been speaking later and later in the day
A# A#sus A# A#sus
Most days I don't talk 'till maybe 8 o'clock at night
D# D#sus
It keeps me whole, keeps me holy
A# A#sus A#
Keeps me way up in the mountains even when I'm on the road
F
Keeps me coming up for air
D#/D#sus
Keeps me airing out some cum
A# A#sus
Keeps me cool
A# A#sus A#
And every place I go is one less place I could call home
A# A#sus A# A#sus
And every girl I kiss, well I just cross her off my list
D# D#sus
I don't go far, I just go crazy
A# A#sus A# A#sus
I buried all of my old clothes out in some field in West Des Moines
F D#/D#sus
And if you judge me tonight, judge me by the songs I write
A# A#sus A#
That's who I am to you
F D#
And there's a black tornado, black tornado
A# F A#
Spinning around in my body and sometimes
F D#
Black tornado, black tornado
A# F A#
Spinning around in my body sometime
(Same chord progressions for the rest... I'm sure you can figure it out!)