Post Graduation Oblivion
Walter Mitty And His Makeshift Orchestra
G5 I lied about my major to a stranger on the bus. C5 I'm pretty sure I'm aging poorly and I surely peaked too early. G5 C5 I'm about to greet my bitter end, craving the estrogen and minimum comfort. But I can't afford it. G My head's in Oregon, my feet in California. C I prefer my chest pains over my daily headaches. G I've outgrown most that I've known, and I'm scared to reminisce, C G so I believe in nothing, and never felt this uncertain of anything in my life. C All panic aside, I actually kinda like it. G C My canvas is the Void. I paint meaning on the meaningless all damn day. Am D But that gets lonesome, and therein lies your right to occupy my bedroom. G C I promise that I won't make trouble I'll just listen. Am D Tell me about your family, tell me your role models, G C and tell me how your caught up working towards the wrong goals. Am D And tell me do you notice this blistering bliss apparent in our thoughts? G Am Maybe you don't, but I do. G D G And after it I'm a sucker feeling sorry for everyone. C Cheer up Paradise. G C I won't let it drain the passion from our lives. D C Quit your pity sighs. G Oh I've got this funny feeling we'll be fine.