C                       G    
   We look younger than we feel

Dm                Dm   
   And older than we are

C    G             Dm    Dm
     Now nobody's funny

C         G                 Dm   
   No god,  they took our fashion week

Dm                      C
    That's a real bad thing

G                     Dm          Dm   
Cause we have scars to  cover


F                 C    
  Now i forget how to think

   Am             Em 
So crack my skull,  Rearrange me


 F     Am     C                Am 
Lover put me in your beautiful bed

   Em
And cover me

 F     Am     C                 Am   Em
Lover put me in your beautiful bed


F   Am    C   C   


C                   G       Dm                     Dm  
   Nothing made a sound in williamstown that night

C        G                   Dm      Dm 
     And all the air was empty

      C                   G                   Dm   
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear

Dm      C       G            Dm               Dm
Nothing,  cause nothing ever happens here

F                 C    
  Now i forget how to think

   Am             Em 
So crack my skull,  Rearrange me


 F     Am     C                Am 
Lover put me in your beautiful bed

   Em
And cover me

 F     Am     C                 Am   Em
Lover put me in your beautiful bed


F   Am    C


D9/A
Nothing ever happened here
Nothing ever happened here
Bad things never happen to the beautiful