Tom: Db
[Intro] Am G C F
Am G C
Am G C F
Smokey eyes, are you feeling good? for now, you’re here with me
Am G C C/B
Seems like we’ve waited long enough for someone else to make us feel complete
Am G C E
It’s not a bitter flavor and it’s not a sweeter drink
F Fm C
I’m scared to ask you if you would do the same for me
Am G C F
Smokey eyes— that’s your name isn’t it? at least that’s what i call you
Am G C C/B
When i call you do you shake the way i shake when i call to say i’m through?
Am G C E
“No, i shake the way you do at shows so people know you’re cool
F Fm C
Violently but still controlled enough to screw.”
F G
So help me make amends with all my friends
C Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
F Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends
Am G C F
Sticky thighs, are you wild now or just a memory?
Am G
Some people want to be your friend
C C/B
Some people just want to be free
Am G
And the worst thing about me
C E
Is that i’m somewhere in between
F Fm C
I might miss you but i’m still trying to get clean
F G
So help me make amends with all my friends
C Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
F Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends
F G
You’ve had enough to drink
C Am7
You know you’re drowning in the flavor of
F Fm
Cough syrup and vicodin
F G
You’ve got the bitter flavor down so
C Am7
Dab the sweeter drink on a napkin, then
F Fm
Hold it up to your mouth so you can sleep
Am G
Quiet lies that you’re telling to
C F
Those black and screaming skies
Am G
I hope you’re walking around campus
C C/B
Contemplating your own smallish size
Am G C E
This is not what all my idols told me college would be like
F Fm
I hope someday you learn to take your own advice
F G
So help me make amends with all my friends
C Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
F Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends
