Running With the Boys Lights
[Intro]
[D/A]
[Verse 1]
We were kind of [D/A]feral, wicked little [G]machines
Captains and c[Bm]avalries f[A]orming empires in the shade of the t[G]rees
Without hesi[D/A]tation, kings of the fo[G]rest town
Holding the o[Bm]cean down
We were h[A]alf this heavy and twice this [G]loud
[Cborus]
So turn up the [D/A]noise
Dress to the n[G]ines
Running with the [D/A]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D/A]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
[Verse 2]
Was what you [D/A]made it
We had our f[G]riends around
All the im[Bm]ages and sounds, [A]superimposed into all the backg[G]rounds
We used to be [D/A]clumsy, lost in a tho[G]usand ways
Captivated [Bm]by a craze, [A]those were hands down
My favorite d[G]ays
[Cborus]
So turn up the [D/A]noise
Dress to the ni[G]nes
Running with the [D/A]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D/A]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old times
[Bridge]
Su[D/A]spicion wasn't [Em]in our head
I[G]t was only underneath the [D/A]beds [Em](Bed[G]s)
Sa[D/A]line eyes didn't h[Em]ave to hide
They[G] were always open way too w[D/A]ide (Wa[Em]y too wi[G]de)
[Cborus]
So turn up the [D/A]noise
Dress to the [G]nines
Running with the [D/A]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
Till the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D/A]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old t[D/A]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
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