verse 1:
G
Sometimes I like to lay in
bed and pretend like I died
D/F#
Sometimes I stay like that
until the day becomes night
G
Then I crank myself up
and I set loose to fly
C
Like a bunch of restless
D
bats finally coming to life
G
And the places are the same
but the faces are new
D/F#
And my own face is somewhere
between yellow and blue
Em
And I'm pressing my luck
just to see if I can
C
And I'm betting my soul
D D
and I'm losing again
G D
Cuz these pigs seem to be
C
getting the best of me
G
These fucking pigs seem to
D C
be getting the best of me
Em
These fucking pigs seem to
G D C
be getting the best of me
Em G
With so much to love
D
sometimes you wind up
C(hold) G D C
diseased Whoa Whoa
G D C G D C Am D(hold)
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Oh!
verse 2:
G
Now I'm back in the sun
and my fingers are scraping
D/F#
And I can't work the clasp
I can't stop the shaking
G
And I'm making that face
that only ever happens
C
When your life takes a
D
shit in your pants and
G
keeps crapping What happened
to all of the "Oh you'll
D/F#
be fines?" What happened
to having plenty of time?
Em
What happened to my
fucking body and mind?
C
I poisoned them dry
D
but I'd still like to try
Refrain:
C
To wake up tomorrow and to
Em D C
feel myself grow in the sun
C Em
To finally face all the work
D C
I still need to get done
Em D
To quit being such a pussy
C Em
And run back into the storm
D C(hold)
where my demons come from
G D
Cuz these pigs seem to be
C
getting the best of me
G
These fucking pigs seem to
D C
be getting the best of me
Em
These fucking pigs seem to
G D C
be getting the best of me
Em G
With so much to love
D
sometimes you wind
C
up diseased
Em G
With so much to love
D
sometimes you wind
C
up diseased
Em G
With so much to love
C(hold)
sometimes you wind
up diseased
G D C G D
Whoa Whoa Whoa
C Em D C G D G(hold)
Whoa Whoa Whoa