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