The Format – Dog Problems (Guitar)

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                        C
Don't you dare… Speak someone you don't know.

          C
They'll feel it in the back of their throat.

   Am
We know I can't construct a poem,

Cause words like girls get bored and run

           F
C'est la vie, I say "I've got so many better things"

             G
I've got nothing, you should see me,

    G           G        G
I smoke myself to sleep.

                      C
And blame postmodern things I can't relate,

Like summer camp and coastal states.

       Am
Like alcohol and coffee beans.

Dance floors and magazines.

  F
I think its safe to say I've only got myself to blame

                 G
But boys in swooping haircuts are bringing me down,

Taking pictures of themselves. C Am F G

             C
And so I walk the web in search of love,

But always seem to end up stuck.

       Am
I'm finding flaws in everyone.

I've reached the point where all I want,

       F
Is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up.

           G
We are parallel lines we’re running in circles,

We're never meant to cross.

           C
I'm at a loss, you were my tangerine,

My pussycat, my trampoline.

        Am
Now alls I get are wincing cheeks,

And dog problems, I signed a lease.

F
Thinking my heart belonged at 93rd and park.

              G
Instead I broke a girl’s heart,

And flew back to Phoenix to finish the year as it started.

            C                                                       Am                      F
Can you hear me? Are you listening? This is the sound of my heart breaking.

        C                                              Am          F                  C
And I hope it's entertaining, Cause for me it’s a bitch. Was it worth it?

                                                           Am                  F
When you slept with him? Did you get it all out of your system?

C                Dm                   Em                        F                        G
I am a man, Holding it all, I couldn’t breath, Comming across, I didn’t know

Am                B-Am-G-F-Em-Dm-C-Bb-Am-G
I couldn’t give u------------uu--------------------|up

C                                  C
B is for believing you'd always be here for me.

Am
E is for everything, even when we see it though.

F
C, c is for seeing through you, you are a fake, which brings me

G
To A because, because, you always run away.

        C
I never finish phrases, I misspell.

Open arms are prison cells.

  Am
When I said, "I hate what I've become"

I lied, I hated who I was.

   F
So when you start to wonder 'bout the pain in my throat,

                                                     C    G      C
Then don't you ever, no never, ever, speak for someone you don't know.