Tall Cans

E B C#m A B E C#m A

[Verse 1]
              E                 B
I’m trying to stay awake riding back to the park
       C#m                    A
in the trunk of a car in your jacket in your arms
E                      B
Nothing smears like my lipstick and talking shit
    C#m           A
on tall boys over tall cans in the dark

E                                               B
I’ve never been that good at standing up to the way that people treat me but i
C#m                                 A
sure as hell can tell what you mean when you're screaming at me that
E                           B
i will never be able to get close to anyone
C#m                              A
as long as i am unable to admit that they are hurting me

  E                      B
And i miss you more than i miss home
          C#m                           A
let’s set fire to this car and let the radiator blow
  E                            B
Meet me on the porch at 3am to stomp to death the fear that lives
C#m                                     A
beneath the floorboards of my chest and drown it out in cigarettes

E A B
E B A
E A B
E B A

[Bridge]
E                                         A
And i would love to tell you that it gets better, and it does get better
       B      E           C#m     A
but it also gets so much fucking worse
             E                             A
and without laundering food stamps railing xanax at the beach
     C#m          B            A
that town doesn’t mean shit to me


[Chorus]
B
I’m fighting off sleep riding
 E      B              C#m   A
back to the park in the trunk of a car
 E      B
in your jacket in your arms
C#m   A                E     B
Nothing smears like my lipstick
                     C#m     A               E    B     C#m   A
and talking shit on tall boys over tall cans in the dark


[Verse 2]
 E           B
And i can’t sleep when i’ve got
      C#m     A                E      B                   C#m   A
somewhere to be like climbing past chain link fences and second chances like
B                                    E
decolonizing my relationship with myself and with my art and
            E         B                      C#m      A
with the capitalist idea i’ve got a responsibility to be productive


[Bridge]
E                                              A
And i would love to tell you all the pointless shit i did today
       B                 E                  C#m            A
but we haven’t talked in months and we’re a thousand miles away from
             E                             A
each others sunburnt bodies,smoking spliffs and climbing trees,
     C#m          B            A
at least that’s how i hope you will remember me


[Chorus]

B
I’m fighting off sleep riding
 E      B              C#m   A
back to the park in the trunk of a car
 E      B
in your jacket in your arms
C#m   A                E     B
Nothing smears like my lipstick
                     C#m     A               E    B     C#m   A
and talking shit on tall boys over tall cans in the dark

[Verse 3]
E                      B         C#m           A
But asleep inside that notion of femininity as silence,
E                B                  C#m           A
vulnerability or patience literally anything but violence
          E                           A
it’s just coercion into pacifism like “don’t stand up, bash back, and don’t ask questions”
                E        B                    C#m         A
cause you’ll uncover an objective with a more materialist intention


[Otro]
E                                              A
And i would love to tell you all the pointless shit i did today
       B                 E                  C#m            A
but we haven’t talked in months and we’re a thousand miles away from
             E                             A
each others sunburnt bodies,smoking spliffs and climbing trees,
     C#m          B            A
at least that’s how i hope you will remember me

E A B
E B A
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E B A