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I *think* this is mostly right. I'm pretty new to tabbing out songs and this is the
one I've done yet (and the first punk song ;-)). I'm not sure about the F* but the one I
is the closest I can get. I'm also not sure about the last chord for each verse... it
not be C. Anyway, enjoy!
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Chords (low to high):
C: X32010
D7: XX0212
F: 133211
F*: XX0565
G: 320022
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C G D7 F*
C F
I sat along the rocks and watched the cold Maine water rush away.
C G
The sun and my guitar and I knew what you were doing yesterday.
Am F
You broke those promises but I’ll get over it.
Am G
‘Cause as long as I’m breathing fresh air I don’t really give a shit
C F C
But I'll get mad for the next ten years, but realise sometimes things are great.
C F
I didn’t have directions and I hadn’t eaten anything all day.
C G
We sucked a fat one and wasted a hundred dollars just to play.
Am F
Ate a bag of peanuts, before the windy road.
Am G
And I couldn’t drink a thing all night because of the vomit in my throat.
C F C
Then you gave me your sweatshirt and your number, sometimes things are great.
C G D7 F*
F G
You don’t own me! You don't own me!
C F
I worked my ass of my entire life to accomplish one dream.
C G
It started happening and everything was bastardized my greed.
Am F
I said “pull this shit over and let me out
Am G
I swear to fucking God I’m fucking giving up right now”
C F C
And now I’ve got a brand new start, I realise sometimes things are great.
C
Scream it in apartment halls -
G
Scream it loud in shopping malls -
D7 F*
Take a ball point pen and paint the inside’s of your eyelids with the constant reminder:
F G
You don’t own me. You don’t own me.
C F
Then I was underground without food or sunlight or encouragement.
C G
Depression set in ‘cause I was a product of my environment.
Am F
And then the other day, I just got in my car.
Am G
Pick Glenn Tillbrook up from the hotel, drive him to the bar.
C F
He wore a t-shirt just like me and wasn’t on his phone
C G
and for fifteen fucking minutes I had a conversation with a hero.
C F
So I’ll be mad for the next ten years...
C G
And after that we’ll go drink beers until the bar runs out of beers
C F C
prepare for the next twenty-three years.
C F F* F x4
C F
‘Cause if I wasn’t a fat kid in high school, I would have never listened to punk rock.
C G
And if I knew how to throw a football, I would have never played any music.
C F
And if never got my heart broken, I would sing “blah blah fucking nothing.”
C G
And if you didn’t fuck my ex-girlfriend, I would still owe you three-thousand dollars.
C F
And if I never lived in that van then I wouldn’t have met Chris or Steve or James, Alex
Middagh.
C G
And if I never worked in a basement I would have never quit my job.
C F
F*
And if I had a big emo band or dropped out of college, I would have never met you, man.
