Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

When I was younger

I wish that I would have known better

Better love makes a fat romance

That lasts for more than a shoe shine

I’m older

Took all the words of my mother

Saying it could be worse, could be born with that disease

Instead of catching it first

So let’s go back

To the first time that I met you

In your Chevy,

With your hands stretched and me crying, screaming

“Mercy. Mercy.”

But I know that I was put here

To fight Vikings in the cold war,

with my arms out in the front lines, singing

“Dare me Dare me.”

But these things take time, love

These things take backbone

And they’ll tell you what you want to hear

'Cause they think it’s better, better

But you better know how to point out the liars

You’ve got to weigh your wars

Make sure you’re not fighting for nothing, nothing

Are you fighting for nothing, nothing?

It feels like this world has

Been growing slowly upside down

Maybe I should move to China and straighten this mess out

Maybe I’ll be a poet

Watch all the sky for falling words

And write about my grandma’s curtains

Or the lady who put the Chinese buffet in her purse

I’ve got my mouth, It’s a weapon

It’s a bombshell, It’s a cannon

I’ve got my words

I won’t give them, Mercy Mercy

Well these things take time, love

These things take backbone

And they’ll tell you what you want to hear

'Cause they think it’s better, better

But you better know how to point out the liars

You’ve got to weigh your wars

Make sure you’re not fighting for nothing, nothing

Are you fighting for nothing, nothing?

During solo

2x

I’ve got my words

I hope they hurt you

I hope they scar you

I hope they heal you

I hope they cut you open, make you see you’ve been warring

For all the wrong reasons

Make you see that some things

Are worth bruising for

Make you see that your name

Is your honor code

Make you see that your hands

You’re accounted for

Pick and choose where your sweat

And your blood will go

Make you see your life’s not

To be lived alone

Run their spit through your hair

You’re worth nothing

Nothing

These things take time, love

These things take backbone

And they’ll tell you what you want to hear

'Cause they think it’s better, better

But you better know how to point out the liars

You’ve got to weigh your wars

Make sure you’re not fighting for nothing, nothing

Well these things take time, love

These things take backbone

And they’ll tell you what you want to hear

'Cause they think it’s better, better

But you better know how to point out the liars

You’ve got to weigh your wars

Make sure you’re not fighting for nothing, nothing

Are you fighting for nothing, nothing?