Share the Road Kind of Like Spitting
[F]Troubled at the office, troubled [Am]at the bank
I put my [F]hands against the tree line
I know it's [Am]real, but it still feels fake
The [Dm]last thing I remember from that World
G Mutes
Was a drum take clicked out on the tape too slow.
Oh what a [F]life we give
Toward obsess[Am]ions and currled toes
And the d[F]eath line that's running
Through our friends[Am] as well as foes
And the [Dm]tree line looks over like a be[G]nding ghost
As I go[C] down this r[Dm]oad of the bored and the[G] boring
[F]No one saw it coming, every[Am]one was shocked
So I b[F]ummed my roommate's helmet
And keep a tig[Am]ht grip on my bike lock
Takes the [Dm]side streets, [Bbdim/G]keep my e[Dm]yes clocked
Oh, it [G]only takes a second to pass
I've had some [F]really nice people
Say some [Am]really smart things to me
I've had [F]really good people
Bummed out [Am]here in this bed next to me
So I s[Dm]ing my life in circles
Through these o[G]utrages and I
Have had some[C] really nice people
Have to t[Am]ell me goodbye
So I [Dm]give a wish to a nickel, close my[Bdim/Ab] eyes and
Let it fly and try to [Am]stay positive [Am] [G] [Am]
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Bbdim/G - x,x,5,6,5,6
Bdim/Ab - x,x,6,7,6,7
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