Does It Amaze Thee

F#m G G G (4x)

G                          D
All the ways I think I'm a man

I'm still just a boy and
G                         D
Every time I think I have a plan
         Am
The road ahead gets destroyed
G
I'm chewing off the skin from my fingernails
            D
Hoping some half-studied drug is gonna tip the scales
          G
Am I just hyper-motivated or a masochist
           D                             Am
I'd take a tub filled with bleach over a life with this

C                   Bm
Staring at a stucco ceiling I just can't stop
Am                               G            C
Feeling like I'm falling back on every little thought-crime
                     Bm                       Am
It worked out for me big time thinking on the old life
                G           C
Back when I was always very thirsty
                       Bm
Now gaining weight and thirty
                   Am
I'm getting pretty thirsty, thirsty, thirsty

              F#m G
If I was just crazy
         D                                             Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
        C                                          G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
         D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
         Am                       C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?

F#m G G G (2x)

G                            D
Every inch of ground I think I've gained

Comes at a much steeper grade
     G                                      D
I've lost my place for the hundredth time today
        Am
So I re-read the same page
    G
I'm wiping off blood from my fingernails
          D
Because I bit too much as the thought prevailed
        G
And the words that dissolved my mental dam:
        D             Am
Is this all I want or all I am?

  C
I wish that I could just stop
Bm
Wishing I was punk rock
A
I hear every tick-tock
G                C
Counting down to stressing over grey hairs
Bm
Interviews at day-cares
Am
Wishing I was still where
G              C
everything was dirty clothes and knapsacks
Bm
spot me for a six-pack
Am
I could never go back, I will never go back

              F#m G
If I was just crazy
         D                                             Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
        C                                          G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
         D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
         Am                       C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?

G                   G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G                   G          D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F                   F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F                   F    Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G                   G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G                   G          D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F                   F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F                   F    Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time

              F#m G
If I was just crazy
         D                                             Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
        C                                          G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
         D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
         Am                       C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?