Weekend Wars

Dm                     C      G
Evil S I yes to find a shore
C                    G         F
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
Dm                    C      
And we can crush some plants to 
            F
paint my walls
            Am                 
And I won't try to fight in the 
         F
weekend wars
Dm                         C   G
Was I? I was to lazy to bathe
C                    G           
Or paint or write or try to make 
   F
a change
Dm                C           
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my 
    F
lunch
            Am                   
And I don't have to love or think 
     F
too much

( F/E/F  F/E/F  E )

A   Dm      C          F        
      Instant battle plans 
 A                        A#
written on the sidewalk
A   Dm      C          F        
      Mental mystics in a 
 A                        A#
twisted metal car
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A   Dm      C          F    Gm 
      Tried to amplify the 
  A  A#    B   C    Bb Am C#
sound of light and love

Dm                           
Christ is cursed of faders and 
    C    G
maders
C                  G              
Might even take a knife to split a 
 F
hair
Dm                C               
Or even scare the children off my 
 F
lawn
           Am                      
Giving us time to make the 
  F
makeshift bombs
Dm                         C   G
Every mess invested was a score
C                  G          F
We couldn't use computers anymore
Dm                 C             
It's difficult to win unless 
   F
you're bored
              Am                   
And you might have to plan for the 
        F
weekend wars

( Am  F  C  G  F )
( F/E/F  F/E/F  E/F  E/F )

A   Dm     C          F         
    Try to break my heart I'll 
A                        A#
drive to Arizona
A   Dm        C     F       A 
    It might take a hundred 
                       A#
years to grow an arm
A        Dm      C      F      
    I'll sit and listen to the 
Gm    A  A#   B    C
sound of sand and cold

Dm     C          F         A  
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the 
                      A#
weekend warrior
A   Dm     C       F       A  
    My predictions are the 
                      A#
only things I have
A   Dm     C    F      Gm    A
    I can amplify the sound of
  A#   B    C   Bb Am Ab C
 light and love

C                     Bb
I'm a curse and i'm a sound

When I open up my mouth
                        F
There's a reason I don't win
                      C
I don't know how to begin