Modern Baseball – Coding These To Lukens (Guitar)

F                      C   Am F
It's not just what you say

                         Am
Or how you've come so far

Em  G                    Am
The words that you repeat

F
When time tears us apart

                  C      Am
That smug look on your face

F
When you have something to hide

Am                        G
Or at least that's what I think

G
Maybe I'm out of touch

        Am             F
You can tell me if I'm wrong

                      Am 
But you know I'm right

F
Spit fire, spit blood, spit fast, I'm heated

    Am              F
I'm sure this won't linger

Am
Longer than it has to

G
Get out of my way, steadfast, I'm fiending

      Am              F
I'm a certain kind of way

F                        Dm
A certain kind of way, tonight

F
I know it can't be in my head

   Am      F
It must be one of you who keep pulling me aside

Am G
To chitchat about me, who I am

     Am          C        F
What the deal is with who I was once