awesomeness . up a half step . or maybe my guitar’s flat . : /

C A7
you know i love to make a connection ,
Dm G
i love to conspire and steal .
C A7
and you know i love to write good rock songs , honey
Dm G
that’s all good and real .
C A7
i was born , and i cried ,
Dm G#m G F C
i lived the dirty life and i died on fire ,
A7
and so slow ,
Dm G
but i could get used to this .

C A7
i used to be friends with rich kids ,
Dm G
but all they talked about was me ,
C A7
’cause i was looking for a date on the corner ,
Dm G
like a foghorn shouting in the breeze .
C A7
and i’ll bake on a cloud ,
Dm G#m G F C
i’ll spare the very strength to look down , in case
A7
you’re in tow ,
Dm G
but i could get used to this .

C A7
i finally grew a leg in thailand ,
Dm G
marauding on a typhus flu ,
C A7
’cause i was stirring up a phase in nashville ,
Dm G
where the plots don’t care ’bout what you do .
C A7
i was born , and i cried ,
Dm G#m G F C
i lived the dirty life and i died on fire ,
A7
and so slow ,
Dm G
but i could get used to this .

C Em
dog faced flies would kill to survive ,
F C
hydrogen tigers , too .
C Em
when you’re in doubt , simply even it out ,
F G
now what does that say about you?

C A7
i was lying by a sunny window ,
Dm G
fawning on a stormy sea .
C A7
i was calling you to find some codeines ,
Dm G
here’s hoping you know what i mean .
C A7
i was born , and i cried ,
Dm G#m G F C
i lived the dirty life and i died on fire ,
A7
and so slow ,
Dm G
but i could get used to this .

lovely .