A            D                  F#m
Your grandpa died when you were nine
          A      E        A
They said he had lost his mind
         D               F#m
You have learned way too soon
           A     E              A   D  F#m  A  E
You should never trust the pantaloon

A             D          F#m
Now it's your turn to be alone
       A        E                A
Find a wife and build yourself a home
         D               F#m
You have learned way too soon
          A      E          D
That your dad is now a pantaloon

D
   You are tired
A
   You are hurt
F#m
   A moth ate through
E
   Your favorite shirt
D
   And all your friends
A
   Fertilize
F#m                  E
   The ground you walk
C#m  D    A
Lose your mind

             A
He's seen too many stare downs between the sun and the moon
D
In the morning air, how he used to hustle all the people
F#m
Walking through the fairgrounds, he's been around so long
                 A
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
E
  Because a chair now,
A
  Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
D
  Who glide across the very surface that made his bones feeble
F#m
  The end can't come soon enough but is it too soon?
A                       E
  Either way he can't deny he is a pantaloon

D
   You are tired
A
   You are hurt
F#m
   A moth ate through
E
   Your favorite shirt
D
   And all your friends
A
   Fertilize
F#m                  E
   The ground you walk
C#m  D    A
Lose your mind

A                 D                           F#m
You like to sleep alone, it's colder than you know
                   A  E              A
Cause your skin is so used to colder bones
                   D                          F#m
It's warmer in the morning than what it is at night
                    A
Your bones are held together
        E                   D
By your nightmares and your frights

D
   You are tired
A
   You are hurt
F#m
   A moth ate through
E
   Your favorite shirt
D
   And all your friends
A
   They fertilize
F#m                 
   The ground you walk
E
   Lose your mind   
D
   You are tired
A
   You are hurt
F#m
   A moth ate through
E
   Your favorite shirt
D
   And all your friends
A
   They fertilize
F#m                  E
   The ground you walk
C#m  D    A
Lose your mind   



Stay Alive, Stay Street |-/ 
~Philly Clique~