twenty one pilots – Center Mass (Guitar)

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[Intro] G D5
G    D5
Right

G              D5
Right this way

G    D5
Right
G [Verse]
D5                                   G
 A little softer than I used to be, (right..)
Used to mouth off often with artillery
     D5
Now, it is cough drops and soft spots in a middle seat

G
Right this way
N.C. Chivalry
D5                                     G
 A tighter space than I used to know, (right)
Spread out wide, no more Pinch my shoulders close
A
Hoping they misplace my reservation

G
Right this way. Okay, okay

Bb
 "I thought you had it figured it out" I know, I know
"You said you made it to the top" I lied, I lied
Dm                                  C
 So tell us, how did you make out alright?
[Chorus]
    Dm                    Bb
Well, I pull on my shirtsleeve

                     F
to cover half of my hands

                           Gm
bring my arms closer to my body
Get as small as I can
Dm
 They call it "center mass"

Bb
 That part they aim for

F
Shrink it down to nothing

        Gm
And forgetting what the pain's for

Dm                   Bb
I pull on my shirtsleeve

                     F
To cover half of my face

                           Gm
Bring my arms closer to my body

                     F
Get as small as they say
They call it "center mass" That part they aim for for, for, for ... [Verse]
Am
 Right this way if you're frustrated

D
 Your first mate in the fifth grade

              Am
Tried to persuade, try it once, he was shown on the bus

G
Right this way, Chains up my huff

Am                              D
 Anxious enough as it is, gotta walk

                                         Am
Never looking up once at the kids in the park
What a day. Getting dark. What a day!
G
Right this way. Okay, okay

Bbm
 "I thought you had it figured it out" I know, I know

Bb
 "You said you made it to the top" I lied, I lied

Dm                                  Cm
 So, tell us, how did you make out alright?
[Chorus]
    Dm                    Bb
Well, I pull on my shirt sleeve

                    F
To cover half of my hands

                            Gm
Bring my arms closer to my body
Get as small as I can
Dm
 They call it "center mass"

Bb
 That part they aim for

F
Shrink it down to nothing

        Gm
And forgetting what the pain's for

Dm                   Bb
 I pull on my shirt sleeve

                    F
To cover half of my face

                           Gm
Bring my arms closer to my body
Get as small as they say
Dm
 They call it "center mass"

Bb
 That part they aim for

F
Shrink it down to nothing

        Gm
And forgetting what the pain’s for

Dm                   F Gm Dm Bb F Gm
  That part they aim for
[Post-Chorus]
Dm
 Found out what I'm worth

Bb
 I run to you

F
 I hope you understand

Gm
 This run-on sentence

Dm                   Bb
 My tattoos only hurt  when meaning fades

F                         Gm
 I think my skin got worse with good intentions

Dm
I don't wanna say what happened

Bb
 I just wanna let it go

F
 Nothing was the same right after

Gm
 I went to the funeral

Dm
 I miss you so, so much

Bb
 Take what you want

F
 Take what you want from me

Gm
 Took you for granted
[Outro] Dm Bb Dm Bb
Dm
 They call it "center mass"

Bb
 That part they aim for

Dm Bb
     That part they aim for

Dm Bb
     That part they aim for

Dm Bb                 N.C.
   That part they aim for