C
I could go off the deep end
Am
I can kill all my best friends
F
I can follow those stylish trends
G
God knows I can make amends
C Am
But I've got an angry heart, filled with cancer and poppy tarts
F G
If this is how you folks make art, well that's fucking depressing
Am G
And it's sad to know
C F
That we are not alone
Am G C
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out
C
I'm afraid to leave the house
Am
I'm as timid as a mouse
F
I'm afraid if I go out
G
I'll out wear my welcome
C
I'm not a courageous man
Am
I don't have any big, lasting plans
F
Too cowardly to take a stand
G
I want to keep my nose clean
Am G C F
And it's sad to know that we're not all alone in this
Am G F
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out
Am G C F
In this life we lead, we can conquer everything
Am G
If we can just get the braves to get out of
C
Bed in the morning