Dead Poets Honor

G - 320010
F - x33210
Am - x02210
C/B - x20010

[Intro]

F G Am C

[Verse]

   F                G        Am  
I wish that I could say, “I’m 
           C
giving you my best.”
        F               G         
To the people that I’m closest to 
     Am             C
this is my first collapse.
             F        G           
I spent the last few years trying 
   Am        C
to figure it out.
            F                  G  
It left me hung up with lines like
                  Am           C
 love first times, I hate the sound.

[Interlude]

F G Am C

[Verse]

   F
A sunny California has quaked to the
 rain,
        Am                         
sun is sleeping in the ocean with a
 G                F
 novelty tee that reads,
“Fuck the stars. You know who you 
      Am
are.”
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             G
You know who you are.

[Chorus]

           C                  C/B 
I keep my head low but you mistook
      C      F
 that for my eyes closed.
                   Am              
Eyes closed, and I can’t stand this
 G                F
 place that we’re from.
                   Am              
Take a shot and I can’t stand these
 G                F
 things that I’ve done.
                F   G
(It’s all I’ve got.)

[Verse]

Am                G        F
The lonely writer writes himself to 
sleep tonight
       C                           
and if he can’t stay the same maybe
  G
 you’re the one to blame.
F     G  Am                  G 
I’ve seen everything I want 
     F
inside of everything I’m not,
          C                        
inside a small northern town where 
 G
she’s too often found.

[Chorus]

           C                 C/B  
I keep my head low but you mistook
     C      F
 that for my eyes closed.
                          C        
Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my
                         C/B    
 punches it’s just some nights I 
       C
can’t win.
         F
I’m now writing for closure and 
slowly learning to live
      Am               G          
and I can’t stand this place that 
      F
we’re from.
                   Am              
Take a shot and I can’t stand these
  G                F
 things that I’ve done. It’s all 
I’ve got.

[Interlude]

F G Am C

[Bridge]

F      G           Am            
Fall asleep on the streets of the 
 C
cities you love.
F      G           Am            
Fall asleep on the streets of the 
 C
cities you love.
F      G           Am            
Fall asleep on the streets of the
 C               F  G  Am  C
 cities you love.

[Chorus]

           C                       
I keep my head low but you mistook 
             F
that for my eyes closed.
                          C        
Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my
                        C/B     
 punches it’s just some nights I 
       C
can’t win.
         F
I’m now writing for closure and 
slowly learning to live
      Am               G          
and I can’t stand this place that 
     F
we’re from.
                   Am              
Take a shot and I can’t stand these
  G                F
 things that I’ve done.