Credit to fuckyeahthetragicthrills.tumblr.com for figuring out the chords, I just 
put them with the lyrics

Creeps & Strangers: The Tragic Thrills

C             Em
Back to work, back to class
Am             G
Kiss your mom, kiss some ass
C             Em
Take the bus, go uptown
Am               G
Get some coffee, walk around
C        Em
Go home, watch TV
Am               G
Make some pasta, make a drink
C              Em
Reminisce about Montreal
Am                  G
Turn out the light, sleep all alone

C              Em
Please dont go
Am                       G
That lifes for creeps & strangers

C          Em
Waking up, do it again
Am             G
Play the game, pay the rent
C                Em
Watch the clock, 9 to 5
Am              G
Finish work and go out at night
C                 Em
See some friends, smile back
Am           G
Vacant eyes, itch to scratch
C           Em
Get a wife, get some kids
Am              G
Ask myself what have I did?

C              Em
Please dont go
Am                       G
That lifes for creeps & strangers
C                      Em
Were not waiting on an average life
Am                      G
Creeps & strangers only pass the time

C     Em
2003, Im 13
Am            G
Heard a song, had a dream
C             Em
Cams garage, cover band
Am      G 
15 passenger van
C           Em
Open skies, open road
Am        G
Open mic, on my own
C          Em
Back seat, fall asleep
Am                 G
Dream about how the crowd will scream

C, Em, Am, G

C                      Em
Were not waiting on an average life
Am                     G
Creeps & strangers only pass the time

C                      Em
Were not waiting on an average life
Am                     G
Creeps & strangers only pass the time

C               Em Am G
Please dont go

C             Em
Back to work, back to class
Am             G
Kiss your mom, kiss some ass
C             Em
Take the bus, go uptown
Am              G
Get some coffee, walk around
C               Em
Or turn around, take back that ass-kiss
Am                 G
Dont believe that you wished a bad wish
C        Em
Go home, pack your suitcase
Am             G
George Bailey, you can do this