Tom: G
G Em
I lay down an awful wreck,
D C
Pissing out my window and smoking in bed.
G
The good don't die young,
Em D C
They just haven't had time to fuck up the same as the rest of us yet.
G Em
I want nothing, nothing at all.
D C
I'd be driving drunk if I still got drunk.
G Em
Rev the ignition, straight on to oblivion.
D C
Into a void as pure as they come.
[Pre-Chorus]
G
But if we aren't dead yet, then let's not live as ghosts.
Em
If we aren't in jail, then we can leave the house.
C
I'll show you that there's reason to hope
D
In the spray paint that's all over down town.
[Chorus]
C D
Let's fill up our shopping carts
G Em C
With the things we need and just roll out the front door,
D Em D
Past the cashiers and security guards. (woah)
C D Em D
But the magnets trip the wheel locks before we even clear the parking lot,
C D
And take off running through the neighbors yard
[Post- Chorus]
G Em D C x2
[Verse]
G Em
I lay down an awful wreck
D C
Mumbling to myself about the government again
G Em
Maybe postmodernism's just an extended tantrum
D C
About how we don't have our flying cars yet
G Em
I want nothing, nothing from them
D C
I'd smash every machine if I didn't have one
G Em
Rev the ignition, straight onto oblivion
D C
Into a void as pure as they come
[Pre-Chorus]
G
But if we aren't dead yet, then let's not live as ghosts.
Em
If we aren't in jail, then we can leave the house.
C
I'll show you that there's reason to hope
D
In the spray paint that's all over down town.
[Chorus]
C D
Meet me at the diner at
G Em C
six o' clock on every Wednesday night,
D Em D
And we'll get some coffee and pie. (woah)
C D Em D
I'll smile, tip the waiter, Get a ride home: "Thanks for the favor."
C D
And hope that that's enough to build a life
