Can I Pay My Rent In Fun Chords - Bomb the Music Industry!

Intro

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Verse 1

G Bm Em You took a little every day until I didn't have shit B C G Two years off and on and not even the chance to quit D Just a letter on the fridge C That I got from human resources G Bm I know that six weeks was kind of a bit much Em B And that nothing is forever and that nothing should be C Am G Someday it all stops, and I can't sleep now C D Because I'm not a real fucking adult

Chorus 1

G Bm C G Bm C But I guess I'll have my life from Seven to Six Fourty-Five C Am G Marie, Marie, Marie, I'm sorry I've been too busy C D G For the promise of an unfulfilling life G Bm Em G C Am

Verse 2

G Bm The risks I took were mine to take Em C B G We couldn't communicate in anything but rote responses and shit eating grins D And everything starts dwindling when it's all built on C Power trips and pandering, power trips and pandering G Bm Em The letter arrived yesterday, I didn't have a drop to drink B C I had to play and drive four hours to Brooklyn Am G To my apartment of dirty shit C D And a thousand lonely days ahead

Chorus 2

G Bm C But I guess now I'll have my life G Bm C With red and blackout of my eyes C Am G Marie, Marie, Marie I'm really stoked you set me free C D G From the promise of an unfulfilling life Am C G Am C Where I can pay my bills and pass out at eleven and not

Bridge

Gm B C Wake up in the morning and start feeling bad Gm B C Worst case of the Mondays that I've ever had Am C Though I treat every weekday like a Saturday night G C Except for drinks I can't afford Am C A can of Shmidty's, nothing more G C I need some more security Am C G Than that provided by choosing between a job you hate C Am C A job you hate and a job that doesn't pay Am Bm Em I got too caught up with me to behave responsibly C D Michael, Nathan and Christine, I've got no rent, Marie, Marie!

Outro

G Bm I was arguing with cops while I had a fake mustache on Em B C Poorly handling emotions while swimming naked in the ocean G Bm Breaking bottles on stranger's floors and leaving without our fucking passports Em B C Drinking gin and Zicam until 2 AM while playing Rock Band G Bm Inviting myself into homes of strangers to drink all alone Em B C Leaving sweat-soaked boxers on a bar 'cause they said "put a t-shirt on" G Am Acting irresponsibly and trying to make a choice between D C A job you hate and a job that doesn't pay