Atomic

[Verso 1] Db Fm Db Fm Sunday November 5th of 23 Db Fm We fell back in time I rolled my eyes Db Fm While watching trees shake off their leaves Db Fm Db Fm When the night comes early I can hardly sleep Db Fm So, I found an old familiar movie Db Ab I used to love, and I could rent for cheap Db Fm Db Fm About an asshole who meets his younger self Db Fm Db Fm But he hates the boy in front of him who's only trying to figure out Db Fm Db Fm Where he is and how he got there Db Fm Db Ab Stuck inside a loser's house who just turns out to be him in 30 years Ab And it makes me wonder yeah it makes me wonder Ab And it makes me wonder how long it's been [Refrão] Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder how long it's been Db Ab Fm Ab Since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and where I am Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I'm a good man Db Ab Fm Ab If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again Db Ab Fm Ab (why) Db Ab Yeah it makes me wonder Fm Ab Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I got (time) Db Ab Fm Ab Db Ab Db Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I got time to come alive [Verso 2] Db Fm Db Fm In Grove St. Cemetery walking with a friend Db Fm Db Fm While surrounded by the brightest minds the world had ever met Db Fm Db Fm One rock boasts of pedigree another etched in all degrees Db Fm Db Ab Though most stones you can't quite read their buried bones still speak [Refrão] Db Ab Fm Ab And they make me me wonder how long it's been Db Ab Fm Ab Since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and where I am Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I'm a good man Db Ab Fm Ab If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again Db Ab Fm Ab (why) Db Ab Yeah it makes me wonder Fm Ab Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I got (time) Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I got time [Ponte] Ab I don't get emotional about things like this usually Ab But buried underneath my skin a critic dies to be naive again Db Ab Fm Ab I don't get emotional about things like this usually Db Ab Fm Eb Db Ab Fm But buried underneath my skin a critic dies to just feel anything Ab Db To just feel anything [Refrão] Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder how long it's been Db Ab Fm Ab Since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and where I am Db Ab Fm Ab Yeah it makes me wonder if I'm a good man Db Ab Fm Ab If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again