Brickwall

E Six pack N.C. thirty rack, brick wall I'm gonna drink them all A I hate myself in a way E B I hate myself every day E Flag flights, blue and white, red stripe A The animals are right, there's got to be another way E B There's got to be a better way F#m B But you don't really talk to him now E A He's just a costume that you once wore F#m B You don't really talk to him now E Don't think about him 'til you're falling on the floor A And crawling on the floor B No, you don't really talk anymore A Don't really talk anymore E You spend your time E Looking at books about New York from the 1990s A But you know it's not the same anymore E B It's not the same anymore E And all your friends, every single one of them E They're unavailable E They're obsessed with taking pictures of their children A They've got one foot out the door E B They were born with one foot out the door F#m B And you don't really talk to them now E A You're like a postcard that they can hang F#m B You don't really talk to them now E Unless they call you to lethargically complain A To make fun of the old gang B No, you don't really talk anymore A Don't really talk anymore B You don't really talk anymore A Don't really talk anymore E A E A E B E One time, I remember N.C. You told me I was like a child that's too smart for the lesson A But still didn't learn anything E B You were my boyfriend then E Six pack, thirty rack When are you gonna come back? A Come back and be my boyfriend again E B Come back and be my boyfriend again A Come back and be my boyfriend again E B Come back and be my boyfriend again A Come back and be my boyfriend again E B A E A B (Let final chord ring)