Intro: D G (x2) Verse 1: D G You are no comedian, your scene is not a joke D G the message left intact until you spoke D G scribbled down on tattered linen then moved to a glass display D G til you cracked the glass, snatched it and ran away D G the kids in their bedrooms are screaming D we're old enough now A G to reclaim a conscious clear D A D we have to start somehow E G let them be Bm D G the sentiment is all but lost on all but me E G cause unknown Bm D G a sense of loss makes me feel less alone
Chorus: A Fm Bm G D days are so much better spent wading through seas of discontent yeaaah D G (x2) Verse 2: D G the time has come to come to terms with all the things you've done D G the guilt and anger you try and outrun D G spend your days having pillow talk with the bottle on your floor D G til the dialogue just leaves you wanting more D you cradle your booze like a baby G D grieve identity lost Bm D G trade our words for spitting fire D A G ignorance in favor of desire E G still I go Bm Am G in search for answers I may never know E G still I find Bm Am G the strain of search helps me sleep through the night Fm Bm an uphill battles still a fight E D G Chorus: A Fm Bm G days are so much better spent wading through seas of discontent yeaaah Outro: E Fm and I would rather drown G then end up like you now