G
Sometimes i feel like a dead man
        Em
when i walk around my house
C
petrified of going out
             G               D
i couldn't leave to save my life

                  G   
i'm a waste of my freedom
          Em
cuz i've imprisoned myself
          C
with this crippling lack of wealth
       G                  D
and my decaying sense of self

           Am    C     G
and i have two years left

              G
and i hate my future
Em
i hate my job
        C
and i'm such a fucking slob
       G              D
oh, my apartment is a mess

              G
and i am very resentful
     Em
that life isn't art
    C
and harry potter & voldemort
               G                D
are works of fiction, not our world

            Am  C     G
and we have two years left

            D
and i hate sleeping
    G
and i hate waking up
Am     C         G
with a sense of shame
            D
and i hate sleeping
    Am
and i hate waking up
       C                                  D
and i can't afford to give a fuck about myself

(Solo- play the verse twice here)

            Am  C     G
and i have two years left
Am   C     G
two years left
Am   C     G      Em
two years left to go
Am  C      G
two years left 
Am   C     G
two years left
Am   C     G   Em   D (D7- slide up the neck)
two years left to go