Summer chords by Byrdman

Song starts with open strumming

INTRO:
G Em C Em D x2

            G                               Em                            C
I'm waking up, I'm getting angry, and it's really pretty scare how much things have
       Em       D
gotten worse.
           G                               Em                                 C
All these songs I write are stupid, but I like them anyways - I guess that's kind of how
             Em        D
punk rock works.
     Am                      C            D
But you make me feel really bad about myself.

G Em C Em D x2

          G           Em                                       C                  Em
I could smile if I wanted but I really don't want to, that doesn't mean I'm not okay
        D
with things.
           G                            Em                                  C
And I am sorry for the headaches I am planting in your head, I guess I'll never be able
       Em      D
to sing.
  Am                       C            D
That makes me feel really bad about myself.
 G                     D                        Am      C   D
But just because I'm wrong doesn't mean you're right.
          G            D                Am           C   D
And the things I say about myself could be false.
G                    D                 Am              C     D
We could still have fun even if your parents hate you.
G                 D              Am     C      D
We can crash our car into their yard.

G Em C Em D x8
       G                                Em                                   C
I am happy when I'm with you, and I am sad when I'm alone - the night's the worst part
       Em      D
of my day.

   G                  Em                    C
I am scared when I'm awake. I am scared when I'm asleep. I am terrified of everything
  Em           D
around me.

Am                      C            D
But you made me feel really good about myself last night.
 G                      D                     Am       C      D
You are a beautiful exception to this living Hell.
        G                     D               Am      C       D
To the cruel, the cold, the awful, the unforgiving.
G                  D                 Am              C       D
We can still have fun even if your parents hate you.
G            D                        Am        C     D
We could disappear, we could drive away.
G         D        Am (hold)
We can still have fun even if your parents hate you.