Nights Like These

D G D A G

[Verse 1]
D
Strawberry stained fingertips, chain smoking, binge-watching netflix
G
Bike grease in my hair, blood on your
D                       A                         G
Jeans, blisters on your feet, a huge grin full of teeth

D
The california drought the smell after the thunderstorm
     G
That knocked the power out, sweat soaks up my handle bars
  D                                 A                                    G
I want to die with all my scars, if they don’t like the way we are, then fuck em'

[Chorus]
             D                        F#m
And I stayed up, chain smoking in the kitchen until you got home
        Bm                              G
And the curtains were on fire, fuck I'm sorry you feel all alone
D                       F#m
  With the TV blasting shadows on my face
         Bm                            G
Hitching back to the apartment, it was such a lonely place
  D               F#m
I place my head between my knees and think
Bm                   G
   Do you ever have nights like these
     D               F#m
So separated from my sense of self
        Bm                  G
And the shit you keep up on your bookshelf

D G D A G

[Verse 2]
          D
So I just take another sip, I keep falling off and eating shit
       G
And forgetting to unclip, the sun will rise another time
    D                                  A                                  G
For now it’s me and you, our bikes, we trip and stumble, laughing, to the park
    D
The flea bites laid out on my wrist, the heart shaped blister on my palm
    G
The handlebars had etched, my body is out on my back porch
   D                                A                          G
My brain is fucking somewhere else, on the roof with the flags we torched

[Chorus]
             D                        F#m
And I stayed up, chain smoking in the kitchen until you got home
        Bm                              G
And the curtains were on fire, fuck I'm sorry you feel all alone
D                       F#m
  With the TV blasting shadows on my face
         Bm                            G
Hitching back to the apartment, it was such a lonely place
  D               F#m
I place my head between my knees and think
Bm                   G
   Do you ever have nights like these
     D               F#m
So separated from my sense of self
        Bm                  G
And the shit you keep up on your bookshelf