Standard (EADGBE)

/- 044xxx (when this note is played hammer on w/ index to )

Intro

Verse

Despite everything you heard, you still get what you deserve

 The world just can't find the words to tell you what they think about you

The bus comes early in the morning, under long lists of reasons

 Every day you're still sleeping and everyday it leaves without you

Chorus

 Now you're talking on the phone with all your angry friends

 You know it doesn't matter what you say to them

 Because when you wake up everything will just have been a dream

But until you do........ lets keep it between you and me

Verse 2

(Same chords)

Despite everything you heard, from the bumblebees and the mockingbirds

There still aren't any words in all the songs they wrote about you

The bus comes early in the morning, you are forever sleeping

And even with your reasons, its still gonna leave without you

Chorus 2

(Same chords)

Now I see you going out with all your useless friends

You know it doesn't matter what you do with them

Because when you come home everything will just have been a dream

But until you do...well lets keep it between you and me

Instrumental part

listen for strumming)

----------------------------EEnding (guiar strumming builds/speeds up)

 I hear your conversations with your boring friends

 You know it doesn't matter what your telling them

 Because you'll be sleeping over when the party ends

 And we'll wake up tommorow and we'll start again

(The rest folows this same pattern of Bm, E, A, D)

And anything outside of that is just pretend

And if you tell them different than your lyin'

The things that people say don't make no difference

Now we can talk it over or just go to bed

Or we could go to all the places where the moneys spent

And buy whatever new distractions that the suits invent

They know the demographics that we represent

Because they heard all of our secrets through the heating vent

So write another song about your discontent

And wax nostalgia for a time less turbulent

With metaphors like closet doors that won't open

And you can use your list of words that rhyme with opulent

Now someone said that you should go with malcontent

Maybe somebody can tell us where the liquor went

And we can raise our glasses while they raise our rent

And search for a solution that's more permanent

But there isn't any doctor or a medicine

That's gonna make me feel this insignifigant

Another bunch of words that you can soon forget

Another bunch of crooks disguised as gentlemen

Now you wonder why your notes are always bruised and bent

You think that its your song but its your instrument

You want to turn invisible and try again

I'll curse you in the kitchen and i'll count to ten

 And then when you wake up all of this will just have been a dream

 But until you do........lets keep this between you and me