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