Buzzkill Bummer

Bm D A E Bm I got the note that you left on my windshield D Thought it was a ticket, didn't read it 'cause I been scared A Acting like a Simpson, I don't care about Springfield E Got my inhibitions listed, ninety five theses, repeat Bm See, it don't feel like summer D A Overcast and I'm sad E ‘Cause you said I should lose your number Bm D And I ain't no runner, marathon A E I'm a side ache, shin splint, past tense regret Bm Buzzkill bummer D A Chase a carrot on a stick, one you know you'll E Bm never get. Take me to the other side, D where grass is green and trees fall amplified A And I can finally get some sleep at night E Bm And I don't have to try and you won't be dissatisfied D With all my lies and everything I look like A And no such thing as goodbyes E And I don't have to act nice Bm F#m7 E E7 Bm D I found your little red notebook A E Tucked between my dirty clothes and packages I haven't opened Bm D Read it like your diary, it was just a list of plans and goals A A bunch of stuff you never told me E Probably thought it'd be too boring Bm D Probably thought I'd make a joke at your expense and disrespect the picket fence A E You always hope would border all your picture perfect sunsets Bm D And listening to common sense has only led me to regret A Think something's broken in my head E Bm 'Cause everything is telling me I should, but I don't love you yet D A Don't know why you did or ever would, 'cause I'm a scrub at best E Bm Know my intuitions getting smaller, sinking underwater D A And I'm drowning, I can doggy paddle for a little E That's about it Bm it don't feel like summer D A Overcast and I'm sad E ‘Cause you said I should lose your number Bm D And I ain't no runner, marathon A E I'm a side ache, shin splint, past tense regret Bm Buzzkill bummer D Genghis Khan in a red hood A E Baked goods, Big Bad Wolf Bm But I ain't no sucker D A Still, half full cause I'm scared of the suburbs E