Peter McPoland

String Lights

Peter McPoland


Tom: F

F             Gm
String lights hang off the back porch
     F            Gm                    F   Gm
Just sing like we did on the fourth of July
           Bb     Dm
I miss that song

      F               Gm
And we stole wine and snuck it upstairs
   F                  Gm
And Beau cried on the floor and said
         F    Gm  Bb
"I am so scared of growing up"

[Chorus]
Dm     F     Gm        Bb
Maybe I know what it's like
Dm     F  Gm   Bb
Maybe I cry at night
Dm           F             Gm
And maybe it all might make sense,
           Bb                   Gm
When I've learned to mean what I meant
           F      Gm    Bb
Everything ends

[Verse 2]
F               Gm
Cheap suits and stale summer air 
      F                     Gm
It was me and you watch the sun climb the stairs
        F   Gm      Bb  Dm
And the moon left us too

F          Gm
Out on the balcony breeze blowing 
F            Gm                      F   Gm
Pout for the homecoming queen showing up
         Bb 
So fucked up

[Chorus]
Dm     F     Gm        Bb
Maybe I know what it's like
Dm     F  Gm   Bb
Maybe I cry at night
Dm           F             Gm
And maybe it all might make sense,
           Bb                   Gm
When I've learned to mean what I meant
                 F      Gm    Bb
Well everything ends
            F Gm Bb
Everything ends
            F Gm Bb
Everything ends
            F Gm Bb
Everything ends
            F Gm Bb
Everything ends