Tom: D D Oh boy it seems I'm 21 Gb7 It's been another year Bm I guess I should confess G About my existential fears D And yes it may depress Gb7 But don't digress just take a knee Bm If you're a lady take my lap G must be over 18 D I've figured what I love to do - that's great Gb7 Yet still I sometimes hesitate Bm If tortured artists is my fate G I need to stop and calculate D The time I spend here in this room Gb7 Cm Whether it points to social doom G Assess the data then resume Bm And I'm still E7 A7 Not sure what to do Bm E7 With these hands A7 When I'm out D And the ladies? Oh they love me Gb7 They wont take a minute's break Bm JK my love life's reminiscent G Of sad turtle's in the shade D But then again I don't try Gb7 Trusting it'll drop by, Bm If not well oh my, G I guess it's more bro time D My life - always constant Gb7 Producing more content Bm Ten years in the making G and proud of product D Productive but snoozing Gb7 The muse is elusive Bm enough with excuses G sit down and induce it Bm And I'm still E7 A7 Not sure what to do Bm E7 With these hands A7 When I'm out D Gb7 Bm G I'm not excited bout drinking Cause you can drink beer when you're 18 here doesn't matter