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~