Smokey Eyes

[Intro] Am  G  C  F
        Am  G  C

       Am            G            
Smokey eyes, are you feeling good?
     C                     F
 for now, you’re here with me
                 Am          G    
Seems like we’ve waited long 
              C               C/B
enough for someone else to make us 
feel complete
     Am            G              
It’s not a bitter flavor and it’s 
C             E
not a sweeter drink
               F                   
I’m scared to ask you if you would 
Fm               C
do the same for me
       Am                G        
Smokey eyes— that’s your name 
               C                
isn’t it? at least that’s what i 
  F
call you
       Am               G         
When i call you do you shake the 
      C                   C/B
way i shake when i call to say i’m 
through?
       Am                G        
“No, i shake the way you do at 
      C                  E
shows so people know you’re cool
F                   Fm      
Violently but still controlled 
                  C
enough to screw.”

           F                G
So help me make amends with all my 
friends
     C                Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
        F                  Fm
There’s nothing worse than making 
friends

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       Am              G           
Sticky thighs, are you wild now or 
C          F
just a memory?
     Am             G
Some people want to be your friend
     C                C/B
Some people just want to be free
        Am                 G
And the worst thing about me
            C            E
Is that i’m somewhere in between
         F                    
I might miss you but i’m still 
 Fm                 C
trying to get clean
           F                G
So help me make amends with all my 
friends
     C                 Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
        F                  Fm
There’s nothing worse than making 
friends

       F              G
You’ve had enough to drink
          C                    
You know you’re drowning in the 
  Am7
flavor of
       F         Fm
Cough syrup and vicodin
       F               G
You’ve got the bitter flavor down so
C                Am7
Dab the sweeter drink on a napkin, 
then
F                  Fm
Hold it up to your mouth so you can 
sleep

       Am              G
Quiet lies that you’re telling to
      C                    F
Those black and screaming skies

              Am             G
I hope you’re walking around 

I|campus 

       C                C/B
Contemplating your own smallish size
        Am               G        
This is not what all my idols told
     C                E
 me college would be like

            F                Fm
I hope someday you learn to take 

I|your own advice 

           F                 G
So help me make amends with all my 
friends
      C                Am7
Most other people are just dead ends
         F                  Fm
There’s nothing worse than making 
friends