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Gym Class Heroes - 7 Weeks Chords

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7 Weeks Chords

(ver. 1)
Gym Class Heroes
[Intro]
 
N.C.
 
 
[Verse]
 
                E
My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliament butts
  E
Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks
     C#m                                          F#
Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day
    E
Hangovers, hangups, dial backs, running make up, apologies and promises
                             C#m
And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so damn bad
       F#
But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have
E                                             F#
I'm putting miles on my body; 'bout due for a tune up in this gas station
                               D#m
Food ain't really helping, but I'm loving every minute
                      E
Every road sign's a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with
 
 
[Chorus]
 
B
This is how it has to be
  G#m
A kiss for luck, submerge myself
       F#
And in seven weeks resurface
B         F#
Even if we don't look back again
B
Tired boys and wired eyes
  G#m
Exposing imperfections
       F#
To the public eye we're perfect
B          F#
Even if we don't look back again
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
             E
I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks
    E
Day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet
      C#m
Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame
     F#
Same clothes, seven days, whew; damn, I need to change
E
And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend
E
Wildin' out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend (f**k outta here)
C#m
We made a lot of friends and even more enemies
F#
Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be
E
Soft raving baby, life's lovely
F#
Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me
D#m
The girl's textin' me, talkin' about gettin' all cuddly
           E
'Cause you paint a pretty picture, but the frame is so ugly
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
B
This is how it has to be
  G#m
A kiss for luck, submerge myself
       F#
And in seven weeks resurface
B         F#
Even if we don't look back again
B
Tired boys and wired eyes
  G#m
Exposing imperfections
       F#
To the public eye we're perfect
B          F#                B    G#m F# B F#
Even if we don't look back again
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
             E
And now it's back in a van with four of my mans
E
Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands
C#m
I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man
     F#
From killa California to the shores of Japan
E
Good times stayin' up late in Austin
E
Coast to coast V8 to Chicago
   C#m
To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston
    F#
And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado
E
Home ain't home no more
                            F#
I hug the road and kiss the concrete, and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat
D#m
No matter where we go or where we at
         E
We carry upstate on our back; it's like that
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
B
This is how it has to be
  G#m
A kiss for luck, submerge myself
       F#
And in seven weeks resurface
B         F#
Even if we don't look back again
B
Tired boys and wired eyes
  G#m
Exposing imperfections
       F#
To the public eye we're perfect
B          F#
Even if we don't look back again
 
 
B
This is how it has to be
  G#m
A kiss for luck, submerge myself
       F#
And in seven weeks resurface
B         F#
Even if we don't look back again
B
Tired boys and wired eyes
  G#m
Exposing imperfections
       F#
To the public eye we're perfect
B          F#                B
Even if we don't look back again
 
G#m                                                F#
So a lot of you don't realize there's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans.'
B          F#                B
Even if we don't look back again
G#m                                                  F#
Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it; I'm like this.'
B          F#                B
Even if we don't look back again
                G#m             F#
I love my life, b**ches
B          F#                B    G#m F#
Even if we don't look back again
B          F#                B    G#m F#
Even if we don't look back again
            
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