C
I could go off  the deep end
                  Am
I can kill all my best friends
                     F
I can follow those stylish  trends
                 G
God knows I can make amends

                C                                   Am
But I've got an angry heart, filled with cancer and poppy tarts
           F                                              G
If this is how you folks make art, well that's fucking depressing
          Am      G
And it's sad to know
     C             F
That we are not alone
          Am                    G              C
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out


                C
I'm afraid to leave the house
                Am
I'm as timid as a mouse
                F
I'm afraid if I go out
                G
I'll out wear my welcome
                C
I'm not a courageous man
              Am
I don't have any big, lasting plans
       F
Too cowardly to take a stand
               G
I want to keep my nose clean 
         Am      G         C                       F                                      
And it's sad to know that we're not all alone in this

         Am      G                F
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

Am              G             C            F
In this life we lead, we can conquer everything 
      Am                 G
If we can just get the braves to get out of 
             C
Bed in the morning