Choke

E E When I was 17, there was no in-between A B E I left my heart in magazines and TV screens E I walked a lonely road where only beds would go A B E I watched the bombs explode from the comfort of my home E We left our families, walked out to shores of seas A B E We felt the waves crash on, felt the salt upon our knees E And when we came to breathe the air between the trees A B E It opened up our eyes, didn't ask what it might mean E When I was 17, we were no king or queen A B E We lived for nicotine, obscenity, caffeine E And we walked along the road where lonely kids all go A B E And watched the bombs explode so many years ago F# A E We walked on home, asleep before we'd even know F# A E That we were high on nothing but our own egos - F# A We'd tell the stories to our friends C# B And pour the liquor down our throats A B E Tastes so sweet to me I feel like I might choke E When I was 17, I didn't know what quit could mean A B E We never thought someone would ask us to come clean E And we walked along the road, our thumbs stuck out you know A B E Hitchhiking home and probably stunting all our growth F# A E We walked on home, asleep before we'd even know F# A E That we were high on nothing but our own egos - F# A We'd tell the stories to our friends C# B And pour the liquor down our throats A B E Tastes so sweet to me I feel like I might choke E A B F# A E We walked on home, asleep before we'd even know F# A E That we were high on nothing but our own egos - F# A We'd tell the stories to our friends C# B And pour the liquor down our throats A B E And it tastes so sweet to me I feel like I might choke E