Song Without A Chorus

Intro -

E //// A //// F# //// B //// x2


Verse 1 -

               E         A        
Well there's sand in my book from 
  F#             B
writing on the beach

            E              A      
trying to find a song for you that
      F#              B
 the ocean can only reach,

          A                 C#    
and this beach is getting wider 
        F#                 E
than my train of thought is long

           A              C#   
and each little grain of sand is 
           F#          E
other asshole poet song

         A                C#      
so i'll try to get this right 
          F#              E
before the sunburn says i'm worng, 
says i'm wrong


Pre Verse -

B //// A //// C# //// F# ////


Verse 2 -

   E                 A            
I keep on shooting clever guns 
   F#            B
that blow up in my face

          E                A      
and what good to say i'm sorry 
        F#            B
when this time it wont erase,

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          A           C#          
all the times i hit erase on every
  F#              E
 word you said to me

            A                  C# 
and just covered it up like 
         F#          E
dogsh*t on a pretty city street

         A                  C#    
just to not p*ss off the neighbors
      F#             E
 no wonder i can't sleep, i can't 
sleep


Pre Verse


B //// A //// C# //// F# ////


Verse 3

   E               A           
A song without a chorus you know 
       F#             B
this is my first attempt

     E               A            
cuz that would only bore us and 
   F#             B
the title would go limp,

            A               
but these words just keep on 
    C#            F#              E
shooting out my pen just like a gun

           A            C#         
and i'm aiming at your ears trying 
F#            E
not to come undone

         A                   C#   
cuz you love the smell of gunshots
            F#       E
 and the company on one, thats no 
fun


Pre Verse


B //// A //// C# //// F# ////  (live
 versoin x2)


verse 4 -

           E                A     
They'll probably say this sucks 
           F#              B
you know but i don't really care

       E                 A         
and i use the "gunshot" word so it 
F#               B
wont get on the air,

             A           C#       
while the rappers do a driveby and
         F#                   E
 smoke crack then thank the lord

          A               
while a white-bread singer 
     C#              F#           
songwriter has to stand here 
      E
looking bored

              A             
and while i'm at it i should 
            C#                 F#
probably mention that all the guns i
 used in

E
my song were fake...


Outro-

B //// A //// C# //// F# //// x3

not real, they were plastic, f*ck, 
get real, blast it

          A   E
i still love you