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I'm tired of waiting around

But i don't wanna leave

A second verse will come but not that easily

These habits break they never go away

I'm sure I'll spend the day just fixing things

But I'm broke and I don't mean literally

I always choke so don't wait around for me

If I'm a mess then I guess it's just a stress

Cause I'm always staying up and I never second guess

I guess -> E-f#-g# (octaves)

So I'd rather sit in my front yard

And I'd rather be close than far

And I'd rather just sit on the curb

And just look at the stars

I close my eyes and ears when everyone talks

I guess we only live and hear about our shitty jobs

And each day we get more content with just living this way

I guess maybe we forget

We used to dream and now it doesn't seem the same

I think I'll run away and jump off a bridge

And I'll swim until I can be free

Of everyone who keeps talking to me

And I'll play this guitar until my fingers bleed

And I'll sing until no one listens to me

And even then as you pretend you're happy

I'll be dancing on the graves of all your could-have-been's

We might fail

We might sink

We might die

But I think

That's the point

So so what

If we try it's good enough

We get scared

So we stay

We're so comfortable in the saddest way

What's the point

It's missing

So lets cut the bullshit and get to living