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G Em C G And I drove all the way home listening to the Gaslight Anthem. Em C G And thinking how I can't stop letting people down, I'm surely not as cool as I was back in school. Em C G I'm on the 101 falling asleep, I got the letters that you wrote for me. Em C Now here I am under golden arches, car in park, teary eyed, Mcgriddle in hand. G C Em C G C G Em C G My minds a slow device, I like to picture life somewhat like a Rockwell painting, Em C but great expectations just blister the paint. G Em C G And I just wanna drink chocolate milk with my lovely, I just wanna burn this apartment. Em C And I just wanna float through my life merely dreaming at any given mention of the government. G C Em C G C D C G C D G So i drive, heavy eyed, repeating "tramps like us were born to run", but I've got no one to run with. C D G D And I'm cold, so i've been told that I should greet the sun and get shit done. D G I think I'd rather just sleep in. G Em C G Cause we're all just twenty five words in the obituary section. Em C G And everyday is just the passing of time, I think they call this depression. Em C G I'm not lonely, just kinda overwhelmed again. Em C Cause I'm living proof you can still sing the blues in 2011. G