Bm G D

[Verse 1]
Bm          G               D
Your twenty-nine year panic attack

And not the fashionable kind
    Bm                  G
The kind where you wake up and say
    D
"Man, I just wanna survive"
         Bm                G
But this world is short on empathy
    D
You got out of your parent's place
Bm                 G
Started making money
             D
Crashed your car and now they want your laces
         A
And they gave you just enough
            G
To make you feel like you fucked up
         A                               G
When you realized you couldn't keep yourself clean
A
Kid, you're not half bad
           G
Could even be more than your dad
                  A
So why're you complaining
               G
If they're not listening?


[Chorus]
D
            G               D     G                 D
We're just so fucking tired of explaining ourselves
           G                     A
We throw a pill down our throats
      G                     D
Or ourselves into the ocean
                G                D
'Cause half our friends are dead
          G                  D
The other half are depressed
        G            A
In this budget-rate life
    G
The borderline's looking thin

[Instrumental]

Bm G D x2

[Verse 2]
        Bm             G
Driving out into the water
            D
Because you took that leap of faith
Bm               G
All I see is you floating
               D
So I turned my stereo up
        Bm              G
You're living bender to bender
       D
I only saw you when we were high
Bm                      G                D
You're finally touching down and I'm folding
          A
You said, "Enough is not enough"
           G
You always feel like you've fucked up
   A                               G
So what's the point of keeping yourself in line?
           A
They won't name you in the papers
             G
I see you out past the breakers
          A                                  G
That same smile you've had since you were five


[Chorus]
D
            G               D     G                 D
We're just so fucking tired of explaining ourselves
           G                     A
We throw a pill down our throats
      G                     D
Or ourselves into the ocean
                G                D
'Cause half our friends are dead
          G                  D
The other half are depressed
        G            A
In this budget-rate life
    G
The borderline's looking thin

[Instrumental]

Bm D    G  x4

[Bridge]
            A
I know that life is long enough
        G
Didn't think you'd speed it up
     D                              G
Feel selfish that we still want you alive
    D
The memorial wasn't bad
             G
Some people tried to understand
                     D
Thought you were complaining
               G
But we weren't listening


[Chorus]
D
            G               D     G                 D
We're just so fucking tired of explaining ourselves
           G                     A
We throw a pill down our throats
      G                     D
Or ourselves into the ocean
                G                D
'Cause half our friends are dead
          G                  D
The other half are depressed
        G            A
In this budget-rate life
    G                    Em     G
The borderline's looking thin