Penelope Scott

7 O Clock

Penelope Scott


Tom: D

Bm      G            D
So it hits me real hard
         A           Bm
'Round seven o'clock
         G          D
Drink a coffee and floor it
          A          Bm
And get ready to rock
             G       D
But there's nobody here
      A            Bm
And nobody downtown
     G       D
If nobody hears you
          A           Bm
Are you really around?


[Chorus]
         G        D
So I'll wake up alone
       A          Bm
With salt in my eyes
        G            D
And I haven't the slightest
       A            Bm
And I haven't the right
     G           D
The right or a clue
            A            Bm
I wouldn't know if I knew
       G            D
Trees bend in the wind
              A            Bm
And they are dark fucking blue
    G       D
We never existed
     A          Bm
And continue to not
        G                 D
Street caves like it's rubber
         A         Bm
And it's not even hot
      G            D
The glitch in the game
    A         Bm
I loop like a bug
          G       D
And all I ever wanted
         A          D
Was a really tight hug

N.C.
Fuck, man!


[Verse 2]
Bm      G         D
  I'll call her again
             A            Bm
But she's a huge fucking ghost
    G            D
I fell for dead air
               A           Bm
'Cause it was all I could host


[Chorus]
           G         D
And I'll cut up my shirts
          A            Bm
And I'll sing in the rain
     G             D
It doesn't quite matter
           A              Bm
'Cause it all feels the same

         G           Bm
I don't want what I want
       G            Bm
Feels bad to feel good
      G           Bm
I'm made of bad code
      G          Bm
I'm waterlogged wood

G                  D
Ride through the feeling
         A           Bm
Stay in bed for the fun
      G          D
The brand-new beginning
         A        Bm
And I'm already done
     A           D
The future is static
     A            D
It drips on the floor
      G            A                      D
And makes its way underneath my bedroom door

    Bm            D
A glitch in the game
    A          Bm
I loop like a bug
              G       D
And all that I ever died for
         A         D
Was another tight hug
G  A D D

N.C
Ladies and gentlemen
A word from our sponsors:
I am deceased, my nuts have been busted (Bullshit!)


[Bridge]
G              A
 So just get wrecked
I guess
             Bm                          D
I mean you kinda failed the cool kids' test
I guess
            G                           A
It's kinda sad if this is you at your best
I guess
           D        Bm
It's not fun anymore
           G                 D
I'm kinda bored so let's go fuck shit up c'mon
          Bm
Let's go out


N.C.
I am deceased, my nuts have been busted


[Chorus]
Bm
          G       D
So I'll wake up again
    A               Bm
To twelve o'clock light
        G            D
And I haven't the slightest
        A           Bm
And I haven't the right
      G         D
The right or a clue
            A             Bm
I wouldn't know if I knew
        G          D
Trees bend in the wind
               A            Bm
And they are dark fucking blue
    G         D
We never existed
      A          Bm
And continue to not
        G                 D
Street caves like it's rubber
         A         Bm
And it's not even hot
      G            D
The glitch in the game
    A         Bm
I loop like a bug
          G       D
And all I even died for
         A          D
Was another tight hug