F                                Am
Troubled at the office, troubled at the bank

         F
I put my hands against the tree line

            Am
I know it's real, but it still feels fake

    Dm
The last thing I remember from that World

                G                                 Mutes
Was a drum take clicked out on the tape too slow.


          F
Oh what a life we give

             Am
Toward obsessions and currled toes

         F
And the death line that's running

                   Am
Through our friends as well as foes

        Dm                            G
And the tree line looks over like a bending ghost

       C           Dm                      G
As I go down this road of the bored and the boring


F                          Am
No one saw it coming, everyone was shocked

      F
So I bummed my roommate's helmet

              Am
And keep a tight grip on my bike lock

          Dm            Bbdim/G  Dm
Takes the side streets, keep my eyes clocked

       G
Oh, it only takes a second to pass


              F
I've had some really nice people

         Am
Say some really smart things to me

         F
I've had really good people

           Am
Bummed out here in this bed next to me

      Dm
So I sing my life in circles

               G
Through these outrages and I

             C
Have had some really nice people

         Am
Have to tell me goodbye

     Dm                               Bdim/Ab
So I give a wish to a nickel, close my eyes and

                      Am                     Am G Am /
Let it fly and try to stay positive

E|-----------------|
Bbdim/G - x,x,5,6,5,6
Bdim/Ab - x,x,6,7,6,7