Paid Time Off Chords by Noah Kahan

Paid Time Off by Noah Kahan

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Key: Ab
Tuning: E A D G B E

[Chords]
G:        320030 or 320033
G6sus2:   302030
Gsus2:    300030
G/F#:     200030 or 200033
 
C/G:      332010
C6sus2/G: 33021x
Csus2/G:  33001x
 
Note: For beginner-friendly chords, select the "Simplify" option
 
N.C. = No chord
* = Strum once
 
Verse 1:
  C/G*       G  G6sus2  G
I called you
                  C/G   C6sus2/G  Csus2/G
But I'd run outta words
     C/G           D       Dsus4  D
So I stared at the plastic
C/G             G    G6sus2  Gsus2  G
Collidin' with  dirt
       C/G*      G  G6sus2 G
At the fast food
             C/G   C6sus2/G  Csus2/G
Sign out 'n' left
     C/G           D       Dsus4  D
I prepared for the warfare
         C/G         G    G6sus2  Gsus2  G
With the voice in my head
Pre-Chorus:
      Em             G                C/G
And I thought it was strange, how the letters were placed
         Em      G              C/G
How the "Hiring" sign seemed to laugh in my face
    Em          G                  C/G
And if you were here, you'd make a joke of it
     Em            G           C/G
I'm alone, gettin' lost in the scope of it
           N.C.
Then I see you drive in
 
Chorus:
N.C.     G               C/G  G
And your love is like an open flame
              Em               C/G      G
I'm a running car and you're a closed garage
             G                 C/G       G
Someone once told us there's a world out thеre
             Em             C/G        G
But we don't care enough to drive that far
            G         C/G     G
It's been a damn near-perfect day
             Em          C/G    G
Just gettin' high at the outlet mall
           G           C/G   G
But people grow up and move away
              Em                C/G     G
But you don't care, and I don't mind at all
 
[Interlude]
G
 
Verse 2:
G                    C/G       G
I got the car, you've  got the bag
  D                          G       G/F#
A handwritten note left from Mom and Dad
  C/G
A police scanner bouncin' on the dash
                            D        G
A cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash
                          C/G  G
I had the brains for that city job
    D                      G      G/F#
But you got the taste of a county cop
  C/G
A pack of cigarettes and a round of golf
                              D         G
Make a livin' working for the paid time off
 
Pre-Chorus:
     Em           G
Such simple lines
     C/G
They drew to make this place
       Em          G
In the interest of time
         C/G
We got a whole lot to waste
 
Chorus:
         G               C/G  G
And your love is like an open flame
              Em               C/G      G
I'm a runnin' car and you're a closed garage
             G              C/G       G
Someone once said there's a world out thеre
         Em             C/G        G
We don't care enough to drive that far
            G         C/G     G
It's been a damn near-perfect day
             Em          C/G    G
Just gettin' high at the outlet mall
           G           C/G   G
But people grow up and move away
              Em                C/G     G
But you don't care, and I don't mind at all
 
Post-Chorus:
              Em                C/G     G
But you don't care, and I don't mind at all
 
Bridge:
G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm
C/G    G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
D
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
        G        G/F#
Hmm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm
C/G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm-mm
                   D         G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
 
G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm
C/G    G
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
D
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
        G        G/F#
Hmm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm
C/G
Hmm-mm-mm, hmm-mm-mm-mm
                   D         G
Hmm-mm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm, hmm, hmm
 
Outro:
G*                   C/G*      G*
I got the car, you've  got the bag
  D*                         G*      G/F#*
A handwritten note left from Mom and Dad
  C/G*
A police scanner bouncing on the dash
  C/G*                      D*       G
A cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash
                          C/G  G
I had the brains for that city job
    D                      G      G/F#
But you got the taste of a county cop
  C/G
A pack of cigarettes and a round of golf
C/G*                          D*        G*
Make a livin' workin' for the paid time off

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