Park Ave. - All Boy Band

Okay, piss easy song, incredibly underrated band.

D, A, D, G throughout

one boy said "baby you'll survive   
Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye
They're here to see you tonight" 
Such expectations, impress the writers
All boy band, all boy attitude
Great blues bass will get them in the mood
If you want i will sing for you 
Anything girl, anything girl

D, G, A (x4)

When every mouth at six complains 
And honesty can't be replaced
There's sadder things to say
I guess it's true i looked for it
A tragedy that's gonna fit 
The chorus that i need
          AMore (x02220@1)than anything
                                                              
Is it happiness?
It's so impossible
That you can't touch it
Even when it's close to you
Or is it emptiness?
It's still so probable
That you're too scared
To even reach for it

Is it happiness?
It's so impossible
That you can't touch it
Even when it's close to you
Or is it emptiness?
It's still so probable
That you're too scared
To even reach for it

You can't pretend that's what this is about    
The feeling's gone but the album just came out
And even though there is no meaning now
You can't stop singing, can't stop singing

Well here's the book i stole it from
I'll read you it the entire time
There's still nothing to say
And i can say with confidence
There's a hundred bands inside 
That's how it's important
       ABut (x02220@1)it never was

         A (x02220@1)                               DIt's (xx0232@1)the feeling that creeps in when it is played
        A (x02220@1)                                       D (xx0232@1)         
And you pull the van to the side of the interstate
    Ayou (x02220@1)lay on the roof, the stars hang above
                                                    GAnd (320003@1)you wonder what they'd look like if you were in love

Well tonight i can stay with the sound of the amplifiers
Filling up the emptiness with their distortion
I can see the kids that are crying put their mouth on a pacifier
A microphone, a memory and emotion
And there's people at the bar they seem more like statues
The specialists they listen to the first band
And i'm looking for a payphone and a familier voice
I need someone who understands
I need someone who understands
I need someone who understands
That this isn't how i wanted it to be


Given the chords it's dead easy to work out.