Intro F G F G *Dead Strum* F G Am* E5/G# Verse 1 N.C. Holt's above my hideout N.C. I dug this hole beneath the floorboards N.C. Buzzing bad and locked in N.C. Try to not recall F Am Counting numbered days G F From the wheel we cried to clutch F Am Looking for some inspired land Gm* D5/F# Riff 1* But all I found were empty cans and cigarette butts Mid-Verse Riff e|--------------------------|-------------------------| B|------------1-----------1-|----------1----------1---| G|---------0-----------0----|-------0----------0------| D|------2-----------2-------|----0----------0---------| A|---3-----------3----------|-2----------2------------| E|--------------------------|-------------------------|(x4) Lining dirty parking lots in Ottawa (Glazed eyes, trying to rub away at the sketches of the...) Daytime When every second of sun's the same G (palm mute) What's the point of staying awake? Fill F Am G F F Am Gm* D5/F# Verse 2 F (palm mute) Your hands are out and I see Am (palm mute) Gm* (palm mute) You're asking me for a vowel but I am weak and I am stubborn G7m (palm mute) So I'll say "This is all I have right now" E5/G# (palm mute) But I want to make something good Am* (palm mute) I want to make something better F (palm mute) Something that cannot leave the ground F (let ring) Unless we lift it up together Chorus C G Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away Am F But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day C It's a note to self mislaid G Am You ate the words you always used to say G F There will be no more f**king around today Breakdown *let each chord ring except the E. I quickly transition from E to Gm when I play this* Am F E Gm* Gm* F E Gm* Verse 3 Am F G F Drunk and worthless, spewing bullsh*t all across the stage Am F Wake up and we find new hiding places G F Trying desperately to escape G Am* B* The glare from our stupid, spineless (I don't believe you, you're all the same) C* G* C* G Words just whining, every f**king day F What do I really want to say? Chorus N.C. G Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away Am F But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day C It's a note to self mislaid G Am You ate the words you always used to say G F There will be no more f**king around today