Waterparks – Little Violence (Guitar)

    C                       G
I'm sick of handshakes with fake ass band guys

   Am
My friends and I are mad

      F
We're mad all the time

     C
I've still got my bark

     G
I've still got my bite

  Am              F
I ripped into you with on Black Light

      C
These feelings that I'm feeling

    G
Are all so conflicting

Am                    F
Everybody wants to be friends

C
Where were you last year

G
Before we hit the high gear

     Am   F
When nobody cared?

C                   G       Am    F
These copy cats are getting feral now

C                      G                  Am    F
We're building sandcastles out from their ashes now

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

     C                     G
They say I went soft while going harder

       Am               F
I just shot my horizons out much farther

  C                               G
I still think it's dumb I need to strain when I sing

        Am                               F
Or else dudes won't like me 'cause "it's just not their thing" (Fuck you)

  C                          G
I wanna be a sellout just to piss y'all off

      Am                      F
While absolute punk's sucking off beard-punk songs

C                          G
Maybe if we're lucky we'll get a review

       Am                      F
And if that goes well, maybe a feature too

C                   G       Am    F
These copy cats are getting feral now

C                      G                  Am    F
We're building sandcastles out from their ashes now

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

C                  G                Am F
Show me your, show me your violence

          C          G           Am      F
While I'm dipping my toes in the silence

C                               G
Sometimes when I'm writing I forget that I'm cold

Am                       F
Until the ice runs up my hands and then I'm froze

C                        G                        Am F
But by then it's all too late and I forget what I know

C                               G
Sometimes when I'm with you I remember to slow down

Am                             F
To take a breath and let these people stay floor bound

C                      G                  Am     F
'Cause I don't need anything the way that I need you

C
So get the fuck back

  G
I said I'm stealing rock back

   Am
So take off with your snapback

  F
Before you get knocked flat

     C
I've still got the fangs

     G
I've still got the spite

  Am              F
I ripped into you with on Black Light

C
So get the fuck back

  G
I said I'm stealing rock back

   Am
So take off with your snapback

  F
Before you get knocked flat

C
I've still got the fangs

G
I've still got the spite

  Am              F
I ripped into you with on Black Light

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

C             G            Am F
Maybe I'm, maybe I'm tired

C                  G                Am F
Show me your, show me your violence

      C              G           Am      F
While I'm dipping my toes in the silence