E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------|
D|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
A|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
E|-0-0-0-0--4-4-4-4--5-5-5-5--5-5-5-5-| (x4)

(Verse 1)
E        G#        A
Just got back from Philly

It's two AM
 E         G#              A
I wonder how you're holding up at your sister's house
 E            G#      A
We stopped by a record store on the way there
E         G#              A                               F#
You didn't say much, things were going through your head

{Verse 2}
 E     G#            A
Your brothers are in Delaware
                    E             G#
You're alone in the city, in your mother's house
A
The one you called your second home
  E                   G#          A
I'm sorry that she's gone, we don't have to talk about it
     E                     G#             A
But you know you're always welcome to stay here in the basement

E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------|
D|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
A|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
E|-0-0-0-0--4-4-4-4--5-5-5-5--5-5-5-5-| (x3)

E|--------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
D|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--4-4-|
A|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--4-4-|
E|-0-0-0-0--4-4-4-4--5-5-5-5--2-2-|

{Verse 3)
E         G#  A
We listen to Weezer, I put in Pinkerton
E         G#   A
Rivers Cuomo understands the situation
E     G#       A
Celebrate your birthday two days ahead
E                 G#         A                               E     G#   A
Smoked a bunch of pot so you could get these thoughts out of your head
E    G#    A          F#
But you let them in

E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------|
D|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
A|-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7-|
E|-0-0-0-0--4-4-4-4--5-5-5-5--5-5-5-5-| (x2)

(Verse 4)
F#                             A                                E
What's the point of being in a punk rock band without your best friend?
F#
He always wears that stupid hat
A                                 E
I don't know what it's like under that sock head
F#                 A                        E
Cancer is a bitch, now I play the show alone
F#                                 A
He turns 19 years old today at his mother funeral

(Bridge)
E         B        G#       A    (repeat x4)

E    G#    A    (slowly and quieter)

(Verse 5)
 E                  G#       A
Just got off the phone with him
  E               G#                            A
Heâ's doing ok, safe in Philadelphia with his philly cheese steaks
  E        G#        A
Cancer is a bitch, just like your ex girlfriend
  E                 G#           A                        (end on G# note)
What's the point of punk rock, if you don't have your best friend