Tom: Em
Gmaj7 D Cmaj7
I'm sure there will come a time, when you know me well enough to hate me
Gmaj7 D Cmaj7
I spent my whole summer getting high, on playgrounds with my best friends
Gmaj7 D Cmaj7
I'll sit on the side of the road, entirely fucked, if I want to
Gmaj7 D Cmaj7
And I'll think to myself, this is a good night, but I know it'll end
[Instrumental]
Gmaj7 F#m7b5 Em7 D Cmaj7
Gmaj7 F#m7b5 Em7 D Cmaj7
Gmaj7 F#m7b5 Em7 D Cmaj7
Gmaj7 F#m7b5 Em7 D Cmaj7
[Chorus]
Gmaj7 Cmaj7 Em9 A7 D7
I grab my tongue, before I can choke on it
Gmaj7 Cmaj7 Em9 A7 D7
I hold my beer, so I can hold a conversation
Gmaj7 Cmaj7 Em9 A7 D7
I sleep all day, so I can feel a little less shit
Gmaj7 Cmaj7 Em9 A7 D7
I grab my tongue, before I can choke on it
Gmaj7 D Cmaj9
I'm sure there will come a time, when you know me well enough to hate me
