[Primera Parte]

Bm
Quick, quick

Tell me something awful
              D
Like you are a poet

Trapped inside the body
            G
Of a finance guy

Tell me all your secrets

All you’ll ever be is
                        Bm
My eternal consolation prize

You see I was a debutant
                D
In another life, but

Now I seem to be scared
        G
To go outside

If comfort is a construct

I don’t believe in good luck

Now that I know what’s what

[Estribillo]

       D
I hate it here so I will go to

Secret gardens in my mind
       Bm
People need a key to get to

The only one is mine
     A
I read about it in a book

When I was a precocious
G
Child

No mid-sized city hopes

And small-town fears
       D
I’m there most of the year
                Bm
’Cause I hate it here

I hate it here  A

[Segunda Parte]

 D          F#m
Is it romantic how all
  Em        Bm
My elegies eulogize me?
    D            F#m
I'm not cut out for all
       Em
These cynical clones
     Bm
These hunters with cell phones

[Estribillo]

     F#m
Take me to the Lakes
         G
Where all the poets went to die
     Bm
I don't belong and
                    A/C#
My beloved, neither do you
F#m
Those Windermere peaks
          G
Look like a perfect place to cry
          A
I'm setting off

But not without my muse

( G  Em  Bm  Bm )

[Puente]

       A
I’m lonely, but I’m good
       A
I’m bitter, but I swear I’m fine
         G
I’ll save all my romanticism
For my inner life
         Em
And I’ll get lost on
     Bm
Purpose

This place made
G         D
Me feel worthless
 Em
Lucid dreams
            Bm
Like electricity

The current flies through me
        G
And in my fantasies
       D
I rise above it
     G
And way up there

I actually love it

 D            F#m
A red rose grew up out of
  Em
Ice frozen ground
       Bm
With no one around to tweet it
 D
While I bathe in
   F#m
Cliffside pools
       Em
With my calamitous love
     Bm
And insurmountable grief

[Estribillo]

 F#m
Take me to the Lakes
                G
Where all the poets went to die
           Bm
I don't belong and
                    A/C#
My beloved, neither do you
   F#m
Those Windermere peaks
              G
Look like a perfect place to cry
           A
I'm setting off

But not without my muse

    D
I hate it here so I will go

To secret gardens in my mind
 Bm
People need a key to get to

The only one is mine
   A
I read about it in a book

When I was a precocious
G
Child

No mid-sized city hopes

And small-town fears

   D
I hate it here so I will go

To Lunar valleys in my mind
   Bm
When they found a better planet

Only the gentle survived
     A
I dreamed about it in the dark

The night I felt like I might
G
Die

No mid-sized city hopes

And small-town fears
   D
I’m there most of the year
                  Bm
’Cause I hate it here

[Final]

So take me to the Lakes

           A
I hate it here

So take me to the Lakes

Take me to the
   F#m
Lakes where all
   G
The poets went to die
     Bm
I don't belong and
                    A/C#
My beloved, neither do you
 F#m
Those Windermere peaks—
    G
Look like a perfect place to cry
             A
So I'm setting off
                 Em
But not without my muse
               D
No, not without you