[Intro]
N.C.
(Alright. One, two, three, four)
[Verse 1]
B D#
Everything’s coming up roses
G#m E
Everything’s coming to a bitter, bitter end
B D#m
I’m searching for the problem and I’m looking for a positive
G#m E
Maybe I’ll see a few old friends
B D# G#m E
With more faith in God, I would tell you that this was the rapture and we’ve been left behind
B D#m G#m E
Oh, why are we so young with tired, sunken, baggy eyes?
[Pre-Chorus]
B
So I’ll give myself a name
D# G#m E
Something stupid and pretentious like Moss spelled with a C
B D#m D#m E
And I’ll hope all the cool kids who graduated but stayed judgemental will finally accept me
[Chorus]
B D# G#m E
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
B D# G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m G#m E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking night that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, for New York
[Verse 2]
B
Step off the plane
G#m
Hop into the sedan
E
I return to the house, not a kid not a man
E D#m D#
Screaming “everyone hear it for the eight-four-five”
G#m
Where complacency rules
E
And the kids only die
B
If they stray from the mark
D#
If they keep themselves clean
G#m
And they tore down the park
E
Now I’m stuck in my dreams
[Chorus]
B D# G#m E
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
B D#m D# G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m D# E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking nights that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, for New York
[Bridge]
G#m E G#m
An orange and yellow armada of delivery trucks is all I can see from the window of this Uber
A E
I’m reminded that the world won’t stop for me
But no one ever really stops to think
[Chorus]
B D# G#m Em
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
E B D#m G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m G#m E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking night that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving for New York
G#m E
I’m leaving for New York
G#m E
I’m leaving for New York
[Intro]
N.C.
(Alright. One, two, three, four)
[Verse 1]
B D#
Everything’s coming up roses
G#m E
Everything’s coming to a bitter, bitter end
B D#m
I’m searching for the problem and I’m looking for a positive
G#m E
Maybe I’ll see a few old friends
B D# G#m E
With more faith in God, I would tell you that this was the rapture and we’ve been left behind
B D#m G#m E
Oh, why are we so young with tired, sunken, baggy eyes?
[Pre-Chorus]
B
So I’ll give myself a name
D# G#m E
Something stupid and pretentious like Moss spelled with a C
B D#m D#m E
And I’ll hope all the cool kids who graduated but stayed judgemental will finally accept me
[Chorus]
B D# G#m E
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
B D# G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m G#m E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking night that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, for New York
[Verse 2]
B
Step off the plane
G#m
Hop into the sedan
E
I return to the house, not a kid not a man
E D#m D#
Screaming “everyone hear it for the eight-four-five”
G#m
Where complacency rules
E
And the kids only die
B
If they stray from the mark
D#
If they keep themselves clean
G#m
And they tore down the park
E
Now I’m stuck in my dreams
[Chorus]
B D# G#m E
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
B D#m D# G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m D# E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking nights that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, for New York
[Bridge]
G#m E G#m
An orange and yellow armada of delivery trucks is all I can see from the window of this Uber
A E
I’m reminded that the world won’t stop for me
But no one ever really stops to think
[Chorus]
B D# G#m Em
And I might be flying home today, but I’m not going home
E B D#m G#m E
Cause everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
B D#m G#m E
And I’m desperate to the point of flying straight into the over-drinking night that leave you feeling torn
B D# G#m E
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving for New York
G#m E
I’m leaving for New York
G#m E
I’m leaving for New York
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