Scrubbing The Mold

D7 G C She’s on her own now she can do whatever she choose G C I’m in the clouds showing symptoms of the Weird Portland Blues G C I carry on in a sweatpants prom D Calmly crubbing the mold D/F# G Gonna make it better with the right amount of Tuesdays C Revelations afternoons G C to learn the whole world exists only to f**k with my mood G C D I really should know better than to blame the weather at all D/F# G Still I’m complaining saying nothing too important (Kazoo part) C G C G C D D G C Now I don’t know how to act around you G C But this doesn’t feel like it used to honest G C Lingered onto the front lawn G C I was never one for making my mind up to tell you G C I’d a heart-to-heart with my hero G C Realised we have nothing in common G C Except we both drive drowsy often G C And there’s a lot we want to accomplish