Bleachers

D  D  D  D (A)
Bm Bm Bm Bm
G  G  A  A
D (A) Bm Bm


[Verse 1]
D
  Pop-punk kids stuck in the grid
            A              Bm
Just like Flynn before 'em

Sins of the rents, spared no expense
                       G
Now we can't afford 'em
                       A     
Nineties idols filling prison 
         D
cafeterias
A     Bm
    For touching us

G
  Tongues on the move
             Bm
They wanna trade my skin for glitter
G                                 
  Come for the view, stay for the 
Bm
A.I. babysitter
G                  A        
  Pseudoscientific pop culture 
           D
trickery
A   Bm
   A better me


[Chorus]
D
Won't somebody show the teachers
                 A        
All this blood beneath the 
           Bm
bleachers?

Continues after the ad
I'll be damned, they already know
G
They know we got nothing better
A                              D
Waiting for acceptance letters
              A   Bm
In this high-def everglow


[Verse 2]
D
  Up from the mud, washed in the 
blood
      A          Bm
Crucifixerupper?
Loop up the noose, who's the new 
                 G
Judas undercover?
                       A           
New solutions for your existential 
        D
crisis
          A    Bm
Are coming back   to bite us

G                               
  Bricks in the wall, lost in a 
Bm
bedroom mortuary
G                               
  Kiss from a prince, woke from a 
   Bm            G
Xanax February
                  A                
The Walt Disne-fications of our 
        D
love songs
             A       (Bm)
Are wearing off,  it won't be long


[Chorus]
D
Won't somebody show the teachers
                  A       
All this blood beneath the 
            Bm
bleachers?

I'll be damned, they already know
G
They know we got nothing better
A                              D
Waiting for acceptance letters
              A  Bm
In this high-def everglow


[Solo]
D  D  D  D (A)
Bm Bm Bm Bm
G  G  A  A
D (A) Bm Bm
G  G  A  A
D (A) Bm Bm


[Chorus]
D
Won't somebody show the teachers
                  A       
All this blood beneath the 
            Bm
bleachers?

I'll be damned, they already know
G
They know we got nothing better
A                              D
Waiting for acceptance letters
                  Bm       D
In this high-def everglow