G C G D C
there’s a letter at my mother’s house , came with a folded flag .
G C G D C
it said right now , i’m coming home in a body bag .
G D Em C
it’s a pride and a pain that are one and the same .
G D Em C
it’s a burning cigarette , it’s a horrible dream .
G D Em C
there’s a man in an office who’s going through files
G D C
and a woman who watches tv .
Em D C Em D C
and she doesn’t get the jokes told by late night talk show hosts ,
D
but for some reason she laughs anyway .
G C G D C
there’s this soap in my bathroom , and it’s all covered in hairs .
G C G D C
there’s this hope in my brain , and it’s all covered in prayers .
G D Em C
there’s a girl in this town who doesn’t know i exist .
G D Em C
there’s a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fist .
G D Em C
there’s 12 empty bottles on this table tonight .
G D Em C
there’s 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyes .
Em D C Em D C
and something will explode , and someone will cry .
D
and someone will run out and never turn around .
G D C
there’s a park in this city where i used to go ,
G D C
but now it’s covered with fences and cops and lightposts .
G D C
and i’d never go back if anything was the same ,
G D C D
but it kills me to know that it’s changed .
G C G D C
there’s these kids who have dreams . there’s these dreams that will grow .
G C G D C
until they get so goddamn big that they explode .
G C G D
and what’s left in the smoke and the falling debris
G C G D
is grownups like them and losers like me
G C G D
and what’s left in the smoke and the falling debris
G C G D
is grownups like them and losers like me .
Em D C
it’s grownups like them and losers like me
Em D C D
it’s grownups like them and losers like me
yeah
G D Em C
tonight let’s go walking down clark street
G D Em C
and look at the new buildings that we’ve never seen .
G D C
we’ll stop at the bar and pass out on the floor
G D C
and tomorrow we’ll forget everything
D
and we’ll replay these days again .
E – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
B – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
G – – 7 – 7 – – 9 – – 7 – – 9 – – 12 – – 11 – – 9 – – 7 – – – – 7 – 7 – – 9 – – 7 – – 5 – – – – – – – – – – |
D – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 3~~~ – – – |
A – – 5 – 5 – – 7 – – 5 – – 7 – – 10 – – 9 – – – 7 – – 5 – – – – 5 – 5 – – 7 – – 5 – – 3 – – – – – – – – – – |
E – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 5~~~ – – |
G C G D C
there’s a letter at my mother’s house , came with a folded flag .
G C G D C
it said right now , i’m coming home in a body bag .
G D Em C
it’s a pride and a pain that are one and the same .
G D Em C
it’s a burning cigarette , it’s a horrible dream .
G D Em C
there’s a man in an office who’s going through files
G D C
and a woman who watches tv .
Em D C Em D C
and she doesn’t get the jokes told by late night talk show hosts ,
D
but for some reason she laughs anyway .
G C G D C
there’s this soap in my bathroom , and it’s all covered in hairs .
G C G D C
there’s this hope in my brain , and it’s all covered in prayers .
G D Em C
there’s a girl in this town who doesn’t know i exist .
G D Em C
there’s a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fist .
G D Em C
there’s 12 empty bottles on this table tonight .
G D Em C
there’s 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyes .
Em D C Em D C
and something will explode , and someone will cry .
D
and someone will run out and never turn around .
G D C
there’s a park in this city where i used to go ,
G D C
but now it’s covered with fences and cops and lightposts .
G D C
and i’d never go back if anything was the same ,
G D C D
but it kills me to know that it’s changed .
G C G D C
there’s these kids who have dreams . there’s these dreams that will grow .
G C G D C
until they get so goddamn big that they explode .
G C G D
and what’s left in the smoke and the falling debris
G C G D
is grownups like them and losers like me
G C G D
and what’s left in the smoke and the falling debris
G C G D
is grownups like them and losers like me .
Em D C
it’s grownups like them and losers like me
Em D C D
it’s grownups like them and losers like me
yeah
G D Em C
tonight let’s go walking down clark street
G D Em C
and look at the new buildings that we’ve never seen .
G D C
we’ll stop at the bar and pass out on the floor
G D C
and tomorrow we’ll forget everything
D
and we’ll replay these days again .
E – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
B – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
G – – 7 – 7 – – 9 – – 7 – – 9 – – 12 – – 11 – – 9 – – 7 – – – – 7 – 7 – – 9 – – 7 – – 5 – – – – – – – – – – |
D – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 3~~~ – – – |
A – – 5 – 5 – – 7 – – 5 – – 7 – – 10 – – 9 – – – 7 – – 5 – – – – 5 – 5 – – 7 – – 5 – – 3 – – – – – – – – – – |
E – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 5~~~ – – |
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