Smokey Eyes chords by Lincoln

Intro:
Am, G, C, F, Am, G, C

       Am            G                 C                     F
smokey eyes, are you feeling good? for now, you’re here with me.
                 Am          G                  C
seems like we’ve waited long enough for someone else to make us feel complete.
     Am            G              C             E
it’s not a bitter flavor and it’s not a sweeter drink.
               F                   Fm
i’m scared to ask you if you would do the same for me.
       Am                G                       C                  F
smokey eyes— that’s your name isn’t it? at least that’s what i call you.
       Am               G               C
when i call you do you shake the way i shake when i call to say i’m through?
       Am                G              C                  E
“no, i shake the way you do at shows so people know you’re cool...
F                   Fm
violently but still controlled enough to screw.”

           F                G
so help me make amends with all my friends.
     C                Am7
most other people are just dead ends.
        F                  Fm
there’s nothing worse than making friends.

       Am              G           C          F
sticky thighs, are you wild now or just a memory?
     Am             G
some people want to be your friend
     C
some people just want to be free
        Am                 G
and the worst thing about me
            C            E
is that i’m somewhere in between;
         F                     Fm
i might miss you but i’m still trying to get clean
           F                G
so help me make amends with all my friends.
     C                 Am7
most other people are just dead ends.
        F                  Fm
there’s nothing worse than making friends.

       F              G
you’ve had enough to drink
          C                      Am7
you know you’re drowning in the flavor of
       F         Fm
cough syrup and vicodin
       F               G
you’ve got the bitter flavor down so
C                Am7
dab the sweeter drink on a napkin, then
F                  Fm
hold it up to your mouth so you can sleep

       Am              G
quiet lies that you’re telling to
      C                    F
those black and screaming skies
              Am             G
i hope you’re walking around campus
       C
contemplating your own smallish size
        Am               G             C                E
this is not what all my idols told me college would be like
            F                Fm
i hope someday you learn to take your own advice
           F                 G
so help me make amends with all my friends.
      C                Am7
most other people are just dead ends.
         F                  Fm
there’s nothing worse than making friends.