D Em7 G D

[Verse 1]
D                             Em7
April blooming, white jasmine spills over on
       Bm7
To the worn out floral pattern couch
      G                                D                                     Em7
Where I have been waiting. Hey, kid, I think our vessel is sinking under the weight
       Bm7
Of our dark as black coffee spiked
     G                               D
With cheap whiskey thinking. I stand up at the front of your bed
Em7                           Bm7                           G
 Pull down the sleeves on my beat up black and white wool sweater.
                  D                      Em7
I'm squeezing the little red marks on my wrist where
G               D
I made some mistakes

[Break]
D Em7 Bm7 G (x3)
D Em7 G D

[Verse 2]
D                Em7
 Minds blank and limbs bruised
Bm7                            G
Stomachs full of black coffee and plantains
D                   Em7
 In the thick smoky fog of your bedsheets
Bm7                G
 We have dug our graves
D                           Em7
 Seattle is just around the corner
         Bm7
I feel excited and nervous
      G
And a little bit cornered
   D                           Em7
We shave each others' heads to escape the heat
G                D
 And take to the streets

[Break]
D Em7 Bm7 G (x3)
D Em7 G D

[Verse 3]
       D                           Em7                    Bm7
And we rise in the late morning on New Year‘s Day to our feast of leftovers and
G                            D
Falling back to sleep in the sun in your front yard.
        Em7
I think about how long it's been since
     Bm7               G
I've felt so full and safe and warm.
      D                   Em7
And I ride downtown on my bike all the same
        Bm7                    G
With my headphone in —eyehategod— And no brakes.
          D                               Em7
Days like these got me smiling so hard it hurts my face;
             G                 D
I'm going to wake up tomorrow, whatever it takes

[Break]
D Em7 Bm7 G (x3)
D Em7 G D