Cmaj9
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A|--2--|
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[Verse 1]
C                    Cmaj9
Held in the bong hit sitting in a
Am                  G
Hot tub in south Wisconsin
       F       C        Cmaj9
I feel amazing when I’m all alone
Dm                Am       G
Switching between porn and Robocop

C
Turned off my cell phone
Cmaj9          Am                 G
Drank a bottle of wine and read a Cometbus
F          C      Cmaj9
passed ouuttt naked, trippin’, stumbled
Dm          Am        G
to bed in a fucked up sleep walk

[Chorus]
C
I got so tired of discussing my future
  Am
I started avoiding the people I love
Dm                                           G
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea

[Verse 2]
C                      Cmaj9
I read the worst thing ever
     Am                    G
In a bathrobe of off-white terry cloth
F          C       Cmaj9
Translated by technology
     Dm         Am          G
From your voice extremely inaccurately

[Chorus]
C
I got so tired of discussing my future
  Am
I started avoiding the people I love
Dm
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
G
Sweatin’ and shakin’, I can’t throw up

C
I got so tired of discussing my future
       Am
That I walk through my life like I’m the only one
     Dm
With evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
G
Shakin’, sweatin’, I can’t throw up, oh no

[Bridge]
C  Cmaj9
Am G
E  F  G
E  F  G
E  F  G

[Verse 3]
C                    Cmaj9
Cleaned up the empty bottles
        Am                       G
Let the smoke out through chilly windows
F          C      Cmaj9
I used the stationary bike
Dm            Am     G
I watched the end of Price Is Right

C                    Cmaj9
Ordered an egg white sandwich
      Am                          G
And I drove south through mid-day traffic
        F             C       Cmaj9
While I called up the folks I truly love
Dm        Am       G
Hung up after they said hello

[Chorus]
C
I got so tired of discussing my future
  Am
I started avoiding the people I love
Dm
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
G
Shakin’, sweatin’, I can’t throw up

C
I got so tired of discussing my future
       Am
That I walk through my life like I’m the only one
Dm                                                G
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea