Papava

          Db       B
I read it over and over
             Db      Ab
I can't make out any names
       Db          B
I fall down beside myself
            Db     Ab
I hate this opioid game
         Db           B
I stand up next to my mother
          Db           Ab
She feels exactly the same
    Db         B                         Db         Ab
The kids don't know much these days, reputation's a game


[Pre Chorus]
    F#                             E
The first time I realised, was the last time I cared
              B                                F#
It feels like everybody's watching to see what I will do next
                                           E
I'm not over this feeling and I'm not even dead
         B                          F#
I'm just sick of your sermons, they fuck with my head


[Chorus]
             Db                       Abm
Well I don't care, care, well care anymore
                                       B
Every time I get a little bit closer I cave

I don't know if it's alright with you
                              F#
But I will be just fine on my own

[x2]
E|-----------------| 
B|-----------------| 
G|-----------------| 


D|-6-5-4-6-5-4-6-5-|
A|-----------------| 
E|-----------------| 

Db B Db Ab x2

[Verse 2]
         Db          B
Standing shoulder to shoulder
               Db              Ab
Young girls in skirts, boys in ties
       Db             B               Db        Ab
How am I supposed to love a thing I'm taught to despise?
           Db         B
I stand up next to my mother
          Db                Ab
She's got tears in both her eyes
          Db           B                  Db              Ab
Well that man is not a messenger, he just talks and talks lies


[Pre-Chorus]
    F#                             E
The first time I realised, was the last time I cared
              B                                F#
It feels like everybody's watching to see what I will do next
                                           E
I'm not over this feeling and I'm not even dead
         B                          F#
I'm just sick of your sermons, they fuck with my head

[Chorus]
             Db                       Abm
Well I don't care, care, well care anymore
                                       B
Every time I get a little bit closer I cave

I don't know if it's alright with you
                              F#
But I will be just fine on my own

[x2]
E|-----------------| 
B|-----------------| 
G|-----------------| 


D|-6-5-4-6-5-4-6-5-|
A|-----------------| 
E|-----------------|