Dead Poets Honor

Intro: E F# G#m B Verse: E F# G#m B I wish that I could say, “I’m giving you my best.” E F# G#m B To the people that I’m closest to this is my first collapse. E F# G#m B I spent the last few years trying to figure it out. E F# G#m B It left me hung up with lines like love first times, I hate the sound. Interlude: E F# G#m B Verse: E A sunny California has quaked to the rain, G#m F# E sun is sleeping in the ocean with a novelty tee that reads, G#m “Fuck the stars. You know who you are.” F# You know who you are. [Refrão] B B/Bb B E I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed. G#m F# E Eyes closed, and I can’t stand this place that we’re from. G#m F# E Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done. E F# (It’s all I’ve got.) Verse: G#m F# E The lonely writer writes himself to sleep tonight B F# and if he can’t stay the same maybe you’re the one to blame. E F# G#m F# E I’ve seen everything I want inside of everything I’m not, B F# inside a small northern town where she’s too often found. [Refrão] B B/Bb B E I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed. B B/Bb B Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my punches it’s just some nights I can’t win. E I’m now writing for closure and slowly learning to live G#m F# E and I can’t stand this place that we’re from. G#m F# E Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done. E It’s all I’ve got. Interlude: E F# G#m B Bridge E F# G#m B Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. E F# G#m B Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. E F# G#m B E F# G#m B Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. [Refrão] B E I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed. B B/Bb B Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my punches it’s just some nights I can’t win. E I’m now writing for closure and slowly learning to live G#m F# E and I can’t stand this place that we’re from. G#m F# E Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done.