Time To Pretend by MGMT (The Management)

Chords by Adam

Standard Tuning


Verse 1

D                           G                             D Dsus4 D Dsus2
I'm feelin' rough, I'm feelin' raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
D                               G                             D Dsus4 D Dsus2
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
D                              G                           D Dsus4 D Dsus2 
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
D                           G                        D Dsus4 D
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

Pre-chorus 1

G                     
This is our decision to live fast and die young.
G add9                G                    D Dsus4 D Dsus2
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
G                           
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
G add9                  G                          D Dsus4 D Dsus2
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?

Chorus 1
A                                   F#m
Forget about our mothers and our friends.
        G      A       D
We were fated to pretend.
        G              D
              to pretend.
        G              D
We were fated to pretend.
        G              D
              to pretend.

Verse 2


D                                   G                        D Dsus4 D Dsus2
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
D                           G                                D Dsus4 D Dsus2
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
D                            G                             D Dsus4 D Dsus2
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
D                                 G                           D Dsus4 D
Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.

Pre-chorus 2

G                            
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
G add9                  G                          D Dsus4 D Dsus2
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
G                             
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
G add9                        G                         D Dsus4 D Dsus2
we'll find some more models, Everything must run its course.

Chorus 2

A                                              F#m  
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
        G     A        D
We were fated to pretend.
        G              D
              to pretend.
        G              D
We were fated to pretend.
        G              D
              to pretend.
        G              D
Say, yeah, yeah yeah
        G              D
     Yeah, yeah yeah
        G              D
     Yeah, yeah, yeah
        G              D
     Yeah, yeah, yeah