The Neighbourhood – Rip 2 My Youth (Guitar)

                Am
R.I.P. to my youth

                              C
And you could call this the funeral

                      Em
I'm just telling the truth

                              G
And you can play this at my funeral

               Am
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin

             C
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping

             Em
Might be a sinner and I might be a saint

                 G
I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed

              Am
Sweet little baby in a world full of pain

               C
I gotta be honest, I don't know if I could take it

               Em
Everybody's talking, but what's anybody saying?

                   G
Mama said if I really want to, then I can change, yeah yeah

Am
R.I.P. to my youth

               C
If you really listen, then this is to you

                Em
Mama, there is only so much I can do

                    G
Except for you to witness, for to worship me too

     C                       Am                    Em
I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me

              Am
R.I.P. to my youth

                              C
And you could call this the funeral

                      Em
I'm just telling the truth, yeah

                          G
You can play this at my funeral

                      Am
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad

          C
I'm in Paradise with Dad

          Em
Close my eyes and then cross my arms

               G
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars

              Am
Throw me in a box with the oxygen off

                 C
You gave me the key and you locked every lock

               Em
When I can't breathe, I won't ask you to stop

               G
When I can't breathe, don't call for a cop

       A
I was naive and hopeful and lost

         C
Now I'm aware and driving my thoughts

          C
What do I do? What do I do?

          Em
I don't believe it if I don't know you

                                                    D
I don't believe it if it's on the news or on the Internet

     Am                      C                     Em
I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me

      Am                     C
I'm using white lighters to see

              Am
R.I.P. to my youth

                              C
And you could call this the funeral

                      Em
I'm just telling the truth

                          G
You can play this at my funeral

                      Am
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad

          C
I'm in Paradise with Dad

          Em
Close my eyes and then cross my arms

               G
Put me in the dirt, let me be with the stars