Twenty Something

C Oooh Oooh G Oooh Oooh F Fm Oooh Oooh C Twenty-twenty G I'm still mourning Elvis Presley C F He lives in my phone with all my friends Fm Who I've never met C Twenty-something G I still feel like I'm a kid C F I keep gettin' older it's in my head Fm It's just like you said G Am I'm surrounded by 2000s kids F With dollar bills, no consequence G Am They are lovin' it in ignorance F The internet, she's limitless G I'm so sick of it Am I'm sick of this C D What can I do? I'm one of 'em F G Ooooh C Twenty-twenty G I'm still mourning Elvis Presley C F He lives in my phone with all my friends Fm Who I've never met C Twenty-something G I hate my body, I'm over this C It's not gettin' better F Fm C I'm in my bed just waitin' for the end G Am Like I'm some kind of suburban cowboy F Mama said, "You stick to your guns C You'll be the storm when trouble comes" G I feel so alone Am I feel lost at home F Father said, "You listen here, son C Don't forget where you come from" G Can't just cut in line Am And expect your turn to ride F Pay your dues, take a chance, make a stand C Change is in your hands Twenty-twenty G I'm still mourning Elvis Presley C F He lives in my phone with all my friends Fm Who I've never met C Twenty-something G I still smell like cigarettes C F It's not gettin' better I'm in my head Fm C Man, I'm such a mess G Oooh Oooh C F Oooh Oooh Fm C Oooh Oooh Dm G Oooh Oooh F Oooh Oooh Fm Oooh Oooh C