[INTRO]
D G A G
D G A G
i was born a bitter old man who got his heart broken in catalonia, 1936.
D G
i haven’t felt right since, so i gave up on life before i arrived.
A G D
i knew this place wasn’t safe for anyone but fascists and republicans and their apologists.
A G D Em A
but i swear to god, i’m gonna die full of naive optimism; a teenager’s heartbreaking conviction
G A
that things can be different. oh yeah, things are gonna be real different when we’re finished
D
around here.
Em G A
i always wanted to die young.
D Em G A
i always wanted to die young.
D Em G
i always wanted to die young;
A Em D G A G
now i feel younger every day, and i just hope i die younger than i am.
D
i can hear you from a dozen states away
G A G D
shivering through a dope sick morning of no money left and nothing else to steal.
D G A
lord only knows that i’ve had my share, because there were years when i was ready to die,
G D
but it’s only been recently that i’ve been willing to live.
A G D Em A
and i swear to god, i didn’t plan for things to end up this way.
G
i had a teenager’s conviction that i would be different.
A D
oh yeah, i was gonna be real different than the person i became.
Em G A
i always wanted to die young.
D Em G A
i always wanted to die young.
D Em G
i always wanted to die young;
A Em D G A G
now i feel younger every day, and i just hope i die younger than i am.
D A G
but now living’s a struggle, except when it isn’t. (yeah),
D A G
i woke up this morning and i wasn’t in prison,
D A G
but i can’t promise that i’m far from it.
i’d still kill a man for cigarette,
D A G
but with friends like you, who needs homicide?
D A G
so this song goes out to all our homies locked down.
D A G
come on back now, we need you around.
D A G
that judge, he doesn’t know what he’s done.
D A G
no, judges never know the things they do. how could they?
