WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | The Wonder Years - My Last Semester Chords | Ver. 1
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C
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.
F Dm
The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
G F
So I could stand up straight.
C
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.
F
This homophobic bullsh*t that's somehow okay
Dm G
Just because you didn't mean it that way.
C
I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place.
F
sh*tty dudes with tribal tattoos all around,
Dm G F
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place.
C Dm F
Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody
C Dm G C
By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands
Dm G F
And Matt says I don't fit in.
C Dm F G
All this mallrat goth sh*t is killing me.
C Dm F G
Thought that would end with high school at least.
C Dm
But there are still kids and Matt says
F(hold)
"College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks."
C C/B Am
So they're calling it blasphemy,
G Dm
A f**king catastrophe
F
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
C C/B Am
But this place just brings misery.
G Dm
I hate what it does to me.
F
I fight, but I can't escape the way that
C F Am
I don't fit in with any of this.
C F Am
And I don't think we're the same.
C
I'm f**king losing my head trying to understand this.
F
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice.
Dm G(hold)
No one wants to hear your sappy bullsh*t.
C
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
F
Getting lots in return for being substanceless.
Dm
You're too caught in semantics to see it,
G
But you're no f**king different.
C C/B Am
So they're calling it blasphemy,
G Dm
A f**king catastrophe
F
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
C C/B Am
But this place just brings misery.
G Dm
I hate what it does to me.
F
I fight, but I can't escape the way that
Am G
I don't fit in with any of this.
Am C F
And I don't think we're the same.
C F
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting.
C F
It's two more months 'til I'm done with this.
C F
And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends.
C F
And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van.
C F
And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends.
C F
And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van.
C C/B Am
So they're calling it blasphemy,
G Dm
A f**king catastrophe
F
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
And that is pretty much it, Love you all!