[Verse]

C               Em7            Am
Bad luck to talk on these rides
C
Mind on the road
 Em7               Am
  Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float
           C
White Ferrari
Em7
  Had a good time
      Am
  16: How was I supposed to know anything?


C            Em7           Am
I let you out at Central
C            Em7                   Am
I didn't care to state the plain
                               Am           Am          Em7
Kept my mouth closed, we're both so familiar
          C
White Ferrari
     Em7
  Stick by me
  Am                              C
  Close by me (You will find, you will find me)
                Em7
Is this the slow body?
Am
  Left when I forgot to speak


      C
So I text the speech, lesser speeds
 Em7
Texas speed, yes
 Am
Base takes its toll on me
                         C
Eventually, eventually, yes
          G                    Am
I only eventually, eventually, yes


   C            G          F     D7       Am
I care for you still and I will forever
   C         G           F       D
That was my part of the deal, honest
       Am    Am     G
We got so familiar
 Am                       C        G7     Am
Spending each day of the year, White Ferrari
D7            Am    C    G
  Good times
         Am
In this life, life
         D7           Am      E G
In this life, life
F
One too many years
         E         G          Am        E    G
Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift
 Am                   E     G
Mind over matter is magic
       Am      E
I do magic
G               Am                                    G
If you think about it it's over in no time the best life
 Am  Em7  G  F

 C  G  Am    4 x

[Final]

C  G  Am                        C         G
    I'm sure we're taller in another dimension
 Am                      C              G
You say we're small and not worth the mention
 Am                     C            G
You're tired of movin', your body's achin'
 Am                     C        G
We could vacay, there's places to go
 Am                 C               G
Clearly this isn't all that there is
        Am
Can't take what's been given
      C        G          Am
But we're so okay here, we're doing fine
 C          G
Primal and naked
 Am                       C           G
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
 Am                        C                G
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it
      C
And we're free to roam