G All the words in my mouth Em that the scene deemed unworthy of letting out Am banded together to form a makeshift militia D and burrowed bloodily through my tongue and my teeth. G I stood proud in the gallery Em With my open socket of a mouth for them to see. Am They all just laughed and said D Am D "That boy, he, that boy's got woe....Woe. Am D He lives with woe....Woe." G And this girl who I met Em Whose pride makes her hard to forget, Am She took pity on me horizontally D But most likely because of my band.(hey) G It's all I can get when I'm lonely Em And these visions of death seem to own me Am In the quiet of the classrooms D Am D All across the stacked United States of Woe....Woe. Am D We live with woe....Woe Am She said "I can't get laid in this town D Without these pointy fucking shoes. Am D My feet are so black and blue and so are you." C G Please take me out of my body Em D Up through the palm trees C G Em D To smell California in sweet hypocrisy. C G Em D Floating my senses surround my body. C G Em D I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn.