Part Of The Band

Capo: 4th fret Intro D A [Verse 1] G D A She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band Bm I always used to bust into her hand G D A Bm In my, my, my imagination G D A I was living my best life, living with my parents Bm Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants G D A And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah [Instrumental] G D A Bm G D A [Verse 2] G D And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame A Bm I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine G D A In my, my, my imagination G D A So many cringes and heroin binges, A Bm I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes G D A Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah [Pre-Chorus] Em G A Enough about me now Em G A "You gotta talk about the people, baby" Em G A But that's kind of the idea Chorus Bm A At home, somewhere I don't like G D Eating stuff off of motorbikes G A F# Coming to her lookalikes Bm A I can't get the language right G D G D A D Just tell me what's unladylike [Verse 3] G D A I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas Bm Sitting in east on their communista keisters G D A Writing about their ejaculations G D "I like my men like I like my coffee A Bm Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody" G D A D Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah [Pre-Chorus] Em G A A Xanax and a Newport Em G A Em G A "Well I take care of my kids", she said Chorus Bm A The worst inside of us begets G D That feeling on the internet G It's like someone intended it A F# (Like advertising cigarettes) Bm A A diamond in the rough begets G D G A The diamond with a scruff you get [Instrumental Bridge] G D G D A G D A Bm G D A G D A Bm G D A D Outro G D Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke? A Bm Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke G D A Calling his ego imagination? G D A I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days Bm And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe G D A D It's kind of my daily iteration G D A Bm G D