Standard (EADGBE)

He’s Still feeling like he’s 16

And you’re chasing all of the same drink

Only living on the weekend nights

The card is empty

 But the tab got paid

 And you think it’s funny how some things change

There’s got to be more to life

He can’t stand knowing he’s dying

Tick tock timing

He feels the kill

And my god he’d love to know to why he’s dead inside

Cause he just can’t get each fill

Still sitting at the desk job

 And you’re still staring at the clock wall

And now you’re working for the weekend ride

It’s just the money it will change one day

As you’re stuck in traffic on the highway

And know you’ve have said it for the thousandth time

He can’t stand knowing he’s dying

Tick tock timing

He feels the kill

And my god he’d love to know to why he’s dead inside

Cause he just can’t get each fill

Oh

Ah…

Nana…

Oh…

We can’t stand knowing we’re dying

Tick tock timing

We feel the kill

And my god we’d love to know to why wer’e dead inside

Cause we just can’t get each fill