E A E A E A E A [Verse] E A They've written songs at two AM E A They’ve told us how they’ve written them E And the stories are endearing A E A And even cuter when they start to sing E G#m A In every month there comes a day, Oh E G#m A I wish that I could go away E G#m A To a universe where I'm just as creative too E A And every night my thoughts are new E G#m A Before I fall asleep at three E G#m A The second hour brings jealousy E G#m A There’s the geniuses and then there’s me E G#m A Scrolling through clickbait endlessly [Pre-Chorus] E A So I present to you a single E A Last-minute little jingle E B A And if you feel that it is forced, what’s it to you? E G#m A At least it's something to do [Chorus] E A Something to do-o-o-o-o, E A do-o-o-o-o-o E A Do-o-o-o-o-o, E A it's something to do (One, two, three, four!) [Bridge] A F#m E E They’re staying up all night to sing A F#m E E So what if I don’t do a thing A B E B C#m E A I think I’ll expire at a tired rate in my bedsp-a-a-ace B E I'll let creation take a break [Outro] E E A But as for now it’s two AM E A It’s been a three year long attempt E B A And it’s been slow and it's been so forced too E A E But it's something to do