C                     C/B
Let's get fucked up and die.
C              F     G          C 
I am speaking figuratively of course.
C                      C/B           Am 
Like the last time that I committed suicide. 
         G
"Social suicide." 

C                  C/B
Yeah, so I'm already dead,
C                 F       G       C 
On the inside but I can still pretend. 
C                     C/B                Am                  G
With my memories and photographs I have learned to love the lie. 


F                        G                      Am               G
I want to know what its like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent. 
F                      G                      Am                 G
I want to know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense, yeah.
F                  G                     Am
Let me in, let me into the club 'cause I want to belong, 
      G/B
And I need to get strong.
        F                   G
And if memory serves I'm addicted to words. 
             C          
And they're useless...in this department. 


C                     C/B
Let's get fucked up and die. 
C                      F            G     C
I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie. 
C           C/B                Am
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode. 
      G
I'm about to explode. 

C              C/B
I'm a mess I'm a wreck. 
C                F       G            C
I am perfect and I have learned to accept, 
C                    C/B                        Am            G
All my problems and shortcomings 'cause I'm so visceral, yet deeply inept. 

F                        G    
I want to thank you for being a part of my
Am                 G          F                      G
"Forget me nots and marigolds and other things that don't get old." 
       Am               G
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know. 
F                 G                     Am
It's the only way I have learned to express myself, 
              G/B
Through other peoples descriptions of life. 
F                 G                 C
I'm afraid, I'm alone and entirely useless...in this department. 

C                       C/B
Let's get fucked up and die. 
C                       F              G           C
For the last time with feelings we'll try not to smile. 
C                C/B                    Am                           G
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights that still shock and surprise. 

C              C/B  C                  F           G          C
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end. 
C                 C/B
But I choose to abuse for the time being. 
Am                      G
Maybe I'll win. But for now I've decided to die. 

F                      G                   Am               G
Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame. 
F                  G                       Am                      G
If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative. 
F            G                            Am
Goddamn, the liquor store's closed. We were so close to scoring.
    G/B                        F                     G
It hurts, it destroys, 'til it kills. I am tired and hungry and totally 
C
useless...in this department.