Take You Out Tonight

Intro 
G C D G 
G                       C 
 High as a kite on your purple haze 
           D               B7      Em 
I want the morning to last forever 
               C         F 
I don't want nobody else 
        C               F    C G F 
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free 
                         G 
Make the records I wanna make 

Fuck off and tell 'em anything 
         C 
Have one conversation with my people 
D 
Just wanna tell you where I've been 
         C 
Fuck the world, fuck the gallery 
Bm 
  Fuck anyone who hasn't been here 
Am 
  You're welcome in 
                    G 
But fuck anyone who hasn't been here 



[Refrão]
 
G 
God, I love it inside 
   D 
To hold you in that safe light 
    Em                                               C 
But looking in your eyes, I can feel all the edges tonight 
            G 
'Cause it's brutal to be baptized 
   D 
In cold stares and harsh lights 
    Em                                      G     C Am D 
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight 
 


[Pós-Refrão]
 
     G   C Am D 
Hey, hey 
 


[Verso 1]
 
            G       C                   Am          D 
I'm made of one-way tickets and I'm not selling 'em cheap 
           G           C                 Am          D 
So let 'em write shit about us that they didn't even see 
            G               C              Am             D 
But let 'em think that they understand our bits when they don't 
            G         C              Am            D 
I just want one conversation with my people and my home 
            G         C              Am            D 
I just want one conversation with my people and my past 
                G      C                 Am            D 
I'm taking this so far now, I gotta keep cool, make it last 
 


[Refrão]
 
     G 
But, damn, I'm on the edge tonight 
D 
Praying for a real life 
      Em                                            C 
Well, look me in the eyes and ask me again if I can fight 
            G 
'Cause it's brutal to be uptight 
       D 
In the edge of such a beautiful life 
      Em                                      G     C Am 
Well, I gotta take you out and show you off tonight 
 


[Pós-Refrão]
 
     D      G          C Am 
Hey, hey, I feel a way 
     D      G          C Am D 
Hey, hey, I feel a way 
 


[Verso 2]
 
              G               C               Am             D 
'Cause I went down to see the man and the man asked me for a picture 
          G                 C                Am             D 
I asked a friend how we was doing, he showed me his monthly listeners 
              G                C                 Am            D 
Oh, don't get cheap, don't get caught, don't get lost in these kisses 
            G       C                      Am            D 
I just want you all night, don't wanna get lost in these kisses 
               G         C            Am                D 
Don't take the money and run, just be honest about your faith 
               G                 C                 Am                    D 
Don't make the kids pay for your loan and what you think you're made of, babe 
            G          C                  Am              D 
I'm made of east coast music, I'm made of ghosts from the past 
              G                C                Am         D 
And I've been gone since I was fifteen, earning my soul to crash 
 


[Refrão]
 
         G 
But it's cool, keep it inside 
      D 
Gonna love her in that easy light 
           Em                                       C 
(She don't need to heart this shit right now anyway) 
           G 
Yeah, it's brutal to be baptized 
   D 
In cold stares and harsh lights 
    Em                                      G     C Am 
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight 
 


[Pós-Refrão]
 
     D      G          C Am D 
Hey, hey, I feel a way 
   G C Am D 
Woo  


{Instrumental} 
G C Am D 
G C Am D 
G C Am D 
G C Am D 



[Ponte]
 
        G 
I could try to leave my house, I'd end up right back on my stoop 
        Am 
I could try to leave this hell, I'd fucking die on this hill 
        Bm 
I could try to leave the road, I'd end up right back in the van 
        C 
I could try to take your hand, you know I'll never take your hand 
        D                                   N.C. G  C Am 
I gotta face everything that I ever believed,    oh 
 

Outro 
     D      G          C Am 
Hey, hey, I feel a way 
     D      G          C Am 
Hey, hey, I feel a way 
      D      G          C Am 
Well, hey, I feel a way 
   Am       D          G            C Am D 
So come on, Bleachers, take it away 
G C Am D 
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Am         D 
(One, two, three, four)