G Em C
And I drove all the way home listening to the Gaslight Anthem.
G Em C
And thinking how I can't stop letting people down, I'm surely not as cool as I was back in school.
G Em C
I'm on the 101 falling asleep, I got the letters that you wrote for me.
G Em C
Now here I am under golden arches, car in park, teary eyed, Mcgriddle in hand.
G C Em
C G C
G Em C
My minds a slow device, I like to picture life somewhat like a Rockwell painting,
G Em C
but great expectations just blister the paint.
G Em C
And I just wanna drink chocolate milk with my lovely, I just wanna burn this apartment.
G Em C
And I just wanna float through my life merely dreaming at any given mention of the government.
G C Em
C G C
D C G C D G
So i drive, heavy eyed, repeating "tramps like us were born to run", but I've got no one to run with.
C D G D
And I'm cold, so i've been told that I should greet the sun and get shit done.
C
D G
I think I'd rather just sleep in.
G Em C
Cause we're all just twenty five words in the obituary section.
G Em C
And everyday is just the passing of time, I think they call this depression.
G Em C
I'm not lonely, just kinda overwhelmed again.
G Em C
Cause I'm living proof you can still sing the blues in 2011.
G
