Intro: E B A Ab A B (2x) 

     E                       B          A 
Well its OK to want, but its less OK to need 
         Ab                                A                  B 
'Cause I started to get greedy, that's the last thing I would need 
        E                                B               A     
      Ab 
Getting comfortable with all my friends, finding no need tooooooo explore 
                              A                   B 
and now I wanna get away from life ('cause I'm so fucking bored) 
E                                 B                  A 
Did you ever get the feeling your trying put out the sun 
     Ab                             A            B 
With nothing but a pink and plastic broken water gun 
      E                            B                  A 
Yeah, trying to extinguish all the angst that I don't need inside 
  Ab                           A              B 
I wanna get away from life and do something before I die. 

E      B 
...Its so monotonous. 
Ab     A 
...The daily grind: 
  F#m                         Ab A 
I get up, wake up, go to work or don't, maybe hang out with my friends, 
     E 
then bed. Time I spend has become frivolous 
Ab                                F#m 
...Writing songs that no one understands 
                     A            E 
but plenty will feel obliged to berate. 

                  B 
So one day I went nuts. 
  A              Ab                          A       
B            E 
I don't remember exactly how it happened but now my mind doesn't like me 
                B             A 
Seeking therapy never was the way for me 
  Ab 
I got fucked and bounced right back, 
A               B             E 
...music was supposed to be a haven. 
                B               A 
Yeah, but now I wonder was it a waste of time. 
Ab                 A                   B        E 
Should I institute mind withvimandvigorseekinga future. 
             B             A 
Yeah, when I figure it all out 
     Ab                            A              B 
I'll create a flux capacitator and travel back in time. 

GO! 
              Ab 
I'd leave you behind, 
       F#m                               A 
but my empty closet bookshelf mind finds it so hard to say goodbye 

  E 
--What I think I wanna do. 
       B 
--A guitar. 
--A case of rancid flu. 
    F#m 
--A burnt up photograph of you. 
    A 
And soon I will be leaving you 

 

   C#m             Ab             A             B 
It never made much sense to me to celebrate the rain 

 
The odds are stacked up against us. 
It may help but there's still pain. 
So as I sit in the cold and wet writing waiting for a sign 
My eyes light up with a ray of hope 
She'll never again get to be mine. 
 

  C#m    Ab         A                  B 
I died inside now I don't know what to do. 

I died and I thought that you would help me. 
          C#m    Ab          A           B 
There's a fire inside when I say this to you. 
C#m    Ab  A    B   E 
You're not mine any more. 

 
Well it's funny how it all works out this time isn't it, you heartless bitch? 
(BITCH!) 
And don't think I really care if you give me a phone call anymore or even talk to me... 
'Cuz if you give me some meaningless obligatory pity-based friendship that doesn't  
really mean anything, just like your life and mine, you're the only one who's got a friend  
tomorrow in the fucking morning. 
 


E                            B      A 
...You lost your chance with selfishness but 
   Ab                A        B 
It all comes back to the same problem. 
E                B          A 
I am lonely, but don't want you. 
               Ab 
Someday you'll feel this too. 
              A       B 
Your problems I can't solve them. 
E                   B             A             Ab 
I'll be gone with a damp piece of paper reading your address. 
A          B         E 
Maybe I'll write you someday. 

  B           A            Ab               A    
B     E 
I thought I'd call but the mechanisms won't let me submit 

(ooohhhh, oooooohhh, ooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh)