Father John Misty – Screamland (Guitar)

G               D  A
  The optimist

G                     D  A
  Swears hope dies last

    G                           D                  A
And shoots the lamplight clean from the brakeman's hand

G                       D                A
It's always the darkest right before the end

G                    D  A
  And you could say

            G                    D  A
that no one here really believes

       G                           D                       A
In the future, in perfection, that things aren't what they seem

       G                               D              A
Like a sucker with a scratcher, like a fuck-up with a dream

G                               D                 A
Stabbing at the ashtray like it might give up the truth

        G                                     D               A
Like it might finally confess who else you're nearly faithful to

G          D A
Stay young

G        D A
Get numb

     G             D A
Keep dreaming

   G          D A
Screamland

G                                               D  A
Picked me up and drove by the light of the moon

     G                                          D  A
Four hours to the desert from the drawing room

            G                          D                A
This year's wine tasted suspicious but just enough like love

    G                                D                A
God must be with the outcasts 'cause when I call, you come

G                     D  A
   at this late hour

                  G                 D  A
Won't have to beg mercy for defeat

               G                             D             A
Just drop your hands the way love taught you, ash white and voodoo

G                    D  A
Deathless as a weed

G                         D                A
Since I lied to keep you, I'm starting to feel

      G                                    D                A
Like how long can you love someone for the weakness they conceal

G          D A/C#
Stay young

G        D A/C#
Get numb

     G         D A/C#
Keep dreaming

   G          D A/C#
Screamland

G                     D
Love must find a way, love must find a way

      A/C#                            Bm
After every desperate measure, just a miracle will take

G                     D
Love must find a way, love must find a way

      A/C#                            Bm
After every desperate measure, just a miracle will take

D                                  A/D
Roll the stone away, I want to go

      D                                 A/D
Where everyone is perfect beneath their robes

D                                  A/D
Honey, take me down to the water's edge

D                                        A/D  A/C#
Mama said that we could get my hip brace wet

G                         D                     A
Maybe we are living in a state of grace returned

G                                   D            A
Maybe faith like this has at least one practitioner

G                         D              A
Rings up to the knuckles, sutures in the bath

G                         D                   A
Here lie the born losers, God won't take them back

G          D A/C#
Stay young

G        D A/C#
Get numb

G             D A/C#
Keep dreaming

G          D A/C#
Screamland

G             D A/C#
Keep dreaming, oh

G          D A/C#
Screamland

G          D A/C#
Screamland

G          D A/C#
Screamland, oh

G          D A/C#
Screamland, oh

G          D A/C#
Screamland, oh