Dan Caplen

Flat Champagne

Dan Caplen


Tom: G

G, C

            Am     G
The rent's late, always, but we don't talk about it
     Am                     G
Up late, most days, living off the night before
            Em            D                   G
Acting all naïve like good things come for free
            Em             D                   Am
Like the city's gonna make us into what we wanna be

       Em    D      C     G
Cause we turn winters into summers
      Em      D       C
And feel one, ain't living by the numbers
        Em     D        C
Cause you and me go through it like the others
     Am
And the highs still feel the same
     C
And we still get drunk off flat champagne
 Em    D   G
Flat champagne
  Em    D   G
Flat champagne

       Em          D      G
The boss calls, ignore, don't worry 'bout it
   Em            D                   C
Just drink up, don't stop living like we do
            Em            D               Am
We always find a way to land back on our feet
  G                          Am
Cause the city's gonna make us into what we wanna be


   Em           D            C
Cause we turn winters into summers
   Em      D         C              G
And feel one, ain't living by the numbers
   Em          D             C            G
Cause you and me go through it like the others
     Am
And the highs still feel the same
       C
And we still get drunk off flat champagne
  Em   D   G
Flat champagne
  Em   D   G
Flat champagne



Em      Am              Em      G
I know, I know we'll find a way
  Am                               Em  G
And don't look back on yesterday
     Am        Em              G
We always seem to find a way
  Am                             Em
You know that ghosts favor the brave

D     G
Em    D     G
Em    D     G

Em    D      Am
Flat champagne
Em    D      G
Flat champagne
      Em       D            C
Cause we turn winters into summers
    Em     D          C
And feel one, ain't living by the numbers
      Em       D
Cause you and me go through it like the others
  Am
And the highs still feel the same
  C
And we still get drunk off flat champagne
       Em      D            C
Cause we turn winters into summers
      Em     D         C
And feel one, ain't living by the numbers
       Em       D
Cause you and me go through it like the others
   Am
And the highs still feel the same
     C
And we still get drunk off flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne
 Em   D     G
Flat champagne