[Intro]

Verse

        E 
I can't help myself 
N.C. 
I keep ending up in Memorial Park 
N.C. 
Breaking fingernails while I claw at the frozen ground 
         E 
Cause as long as I'm home 
      G#m           F# 
I can dig up these bones 
        E                        G#m  F# 
There's no point to just letting go 
        E                                 G#m         F# 
And as long as you've known me I've been backing out slowly 
E              G#m  F#         B 
I won't end up underneath the snow 
   G#m   F# 
Oh-oh 
     B 
the snow 
   G#m   F# 
Oh-oh 

Verse 

        E               G#m   F# 
This is where it's been 
     E                 G#m 
The manger scene every Christmas 
F#           E    G#m   F# 
Next to the cannon 
       E                       G#m 
Every year someone steals baby Jesus 
F#      B         C#m 
Nobody stops them 
        E        B    C#m   E 
It's a nice tradition 


[Refrão]
{Chorus 

B 
I'll put my life back together in silence 
     A                  E 
While writing songs on Molly's guitar 
      B 
And Suburbia, stop pushing 
A                E 
I know what I'm doing 

Verse 

     E            G#m   F# 
So I moved myself 
         E 
and two boxes of things 
       G#m       F#      E              G#m   F# 
To the basement room at Richie's house 
         E                 G#m   F# 
And I'm happy here for now 
        E                            G#m      F# 
Because I've been in search of some steadier footing, or 
E                     G#m   F# 
Just a place to call home 
E                     G#m           F# 
I know that I'm introspective when broken, but 
E                  G#m         F#           B    G#m 
I've been spending most of my nights here alone 
     F#           B                     G#m      F# 
And that doesn't scare me like it did a year ago 


[Refrão]
{Chorus 

B 
I'll put my life back together in silence 
     A                  E 
While writing songs on Molly's guitar 
      B 
And Suburbia, stop pushing 
A               E 
I know what I'm doing 
   B 
Suburbia, stop pushing 
A               E 
I know what I'm doing 
   B 
Suburbia, stop pushing 
A               E 
I know what I'm doing 

Interlude 

B G#m F# E F# (x2) 

Bridge 

B                 G#m   F# 
I had dreams of myself 
E             F#                   B 
As the Allen Ginsberg of this generation 
                                    E 
But without the talent, madness or vision 
         F# 
I guess it's looking hopeless 
E                  G#m         F#      E 
We're a city left digging out cars in unison 
     G#m     F#         E 
And humming like we've healed 
                  G#m     F# 
I know we've got miles to go, but 
E               G#m    F# 
I'm putting my shoulder to the wheel 

Outro 

B  C#m  E  F#  (x16) 

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