Modern Baseball – Going To Bed Now (Guitar)

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[Verse]
G
What do you give someone

Bm                            Em                      C
Who's already got one of everything you thought would be the perfect

Em              C               G  C   D
Accoutrement to their unnerving temperament?

G       C  G
Attention

             G                          Bm
What could a lowly peasant being like myself

                         Em          C
Offer a perfect pleasant savior of humanity

       Em          C               G             D
The redeemer of us sickly, sinning hillbillies?

G        C  Asus4  G/B
Attention
[Chorus]
C             D          Em
Just one more resounding stab at all the others

                         D
You've almost blown your cover

         C
But your traps don't stick

         D
One more bottle should do the trick

           Em                               D
Discreetly cleansing the remnants of every disdainful quip

C            D
You found no escape route

      G        G/F   Em                C
But I know you well enough to hate you now

                 Am/C
It's too bad you haven't figured that out
G - C - D - C [Verse]
G
What do you call someone

Bm                     Em           C
Who calls you out on DIY ethics you don't embody

Em               C               G            D
As he drains his dad and mommy's monthly data plan?

G          C
An asshole

        G
With an iPhone
[Chorus]
G                      Bm
I'll admit, I'm in the same boat

                  Em
Caught between my adolescent safety net

    C                        G
And where the world wants me to be

                Asus4
But I never use that as an excuse

   Em                   C
To treat my friends the way that you treat me
Em - Em/Eb - C Em - D - G - Asus4
D (quick) C5 - D5 - C5 - D5 - C5 - D5 - Eb5 - E5 - F5 - F#5 (etc) 
^(this is done quickly just strum fast, while moving your fingers up the neck)
[Chorus]
C             D          Em
Just one more distorted, sad attempt at humor

                          D            C
From the jagged, bleeding tumor in our throat

              D                    Em   
Malignance at best, and quick to address yourself

                                  D            C
As anything other than what we've learned to expect

           D        (Dead Strum)
The patron saint of Good God Damn

G    G/F            Em
I'll kick myself to sleep

                           C                        Cm
Before I shake that grimy, dirty, crusted, arrogant hand

                   G
So please leave my house