Chords for Evan Greer - Ballad of the Last Six Months of My Life + Lyrics

_ _ _ _ _ You don't want to listen [D#] to an action guitar for eight [F#] weeks. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [N] _ _ This song is called The Battle of the Last Six Months of My Life.
It's probably the most _ _ personal thing I've ever written, so go easy on it.
_ _ _ [D#m] _ We talked as the [F#] moon disappeared
_ We [C#] discussed the finer [F#] points between honest and the [B] softest
_ [F#] And she talked about how [C#] we're so alone
_ _ Said, well hey, at least they [B] tap our phones
And listen [F#] in the walls when you hear that clicking [G#] on the line
Yeah, it happens [B] all the time
_ [F#] So at least we must be doing [C#] something right
I said to her, my songs [B] are all a lie
And [F#] I won't write another till the [C#] day I die
[G#] She asked me why, and I said [B] I don't know
It [F#] just feels wrong, it [C#] just feels wrong
She said, well then write [B] something new, something made [F#] of me and you
_ _ _ [C#]
Something free from the background noise [B] of the machine
[D#m] _ _ _ Machine, [C#] machine
_ She _ _ [F#] said, every song you write can be a folk song
[C#] As long as everybody can [F#] sing [B] along with you
Don't [F#] mind if they sing a little [C#] out of key
_ _ I said, how do you know me [B] so well, so well, [F#] so well
In _ [G#] the end we just gotta play the game as [B] best we can
[D#m] As best we can, as best [C#] we can
Said to her, this [B] place is a machine, so I know [F#] who's at fault
_ [G#] What it _ [F#] has _ done to [B] you
The [F#] embers in your eyes, the bottle in [C#] your hand
I want you to know that I [B] understand
Why [F#] you had to die, why [C#] you had to lie
So [F#] many times [B] before
I tried to transform [F#] my desire, turn my guitar [C#] into a fire
She said, I lied, it's just [B] the fireplace
No, it [F#] wasn't lit, in fact the truth [G#] is that it has not seen flames in so [B] many years
The leaf in my [F#] eyes saw tears from it streaming [C#] down your face
_ And we watched the wooden wire rest on her
And I started to [F#] feel sick because I knew [C#] you knew, I knew you knew
Tomorrow [B] I'd be back, singing songs [F#] about Iraq
Stories [G#] of train tracks that I have never [B] walked along
So I'll write [F#] for you a song that's [C#] called Honesty
_ And I'll tell you [B] to give it up
Just lift [F#] an empty cup and when the whiskey [C#] is all gone
[G#] It picks up and moves [B] right on
Every tricker, [F#] that's your kiss
Every [C#] greyhound, that's your fist
And [G#] every [B] lunar eclipse
The shadow [F#] of the Earth, plain [C#] for all to see
The fruits of this [B] economy
The Earth is a [F#] black hole, a crater [G#] in the moon
An empty promise that'll [B] talk back soon
The [F#] most ancient of songs, the [C#] revolution that went wrong
We [F] forgot what [B] we were fighting for
We were passed out [F#] on the floor
A cop [C#] broke down the door
They [G#] were confused by what they [B] saw
They went back out [F#] to their car
We called each other, [C#] we could thank them
But they're sleeping so I wake them
Then one cop came inside and left [B] water by our heads
She [F#] knows how it feels to try to drink [C#] yourself to death
And [G#] we knew that we'd need it [B] in the morning
When suddenly [F#] without warning, the house burst [C#] into flames
[F#] And he carried us [B] outside
We [F#] slept for three more days
Woke up and looked [C#] around
The house had burned to [B] the ground _
[D#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
I'm starting to feel free
He said, [F#] hey look you see my car [C#] flying next to me
So [G#] I picked it up and [B] started to play
Sat [F#] there the whole day
[G#] We're like a prison we built for [B] ourselves
_ Rhetoric and [F#] cigarettes, bottles [C#] empty threats
[G#] And a thousand [B] gallons of spray paint
Now [D#m] all of it's dead
_ [C#] All _ _ _ _ that we [B] could do was lie
Claim it for the [F#]
ELF
We burned ourselves [G#] out of our homes
That we would be [B] free from our homes
Start [F#] writing songs about
Wishing [C#] I had a bed to call my own
Wishing [B] I had change
Wishing I [F#] had a home
[G#] _ Lying, lying
I am [B] not a liar
Just [F#] so fucking tired _
[C#] Being a _ [G#] slave to [B] liberation
_ [F#] Servant to the fire
Fire [C#] is not alive
It [A#] just doesn't pass [B] you to pretend
We [F#] all know in the end
That's just a parasite
_ [G#] _ Like a joker [B] asking for a light
Can't live [F#] without some help
That's what it means [C#] to be alive
_ _ Even when [B] you're DIY
Doing [F#] everything yourself
It's lonely [C#]
sometimes
_ Oh [A#] how I wish that [B] you were here
So I could spit [F#] upon my fear
You're proud to meet the man
Who always whispers in [B] my ear
Tell me I should [F#] give up hope
It's just my [C#] teenage angst
Yeah well I'm [B] almost 20 years old
The end [F#] is not in sight
It's [C#] around the bend
Near that [B] sign that says the end
Guess it [F#] doesn't matter
[C#] Since the train
_ _ Shows no sign [B] of stopping
It's headed [F#] straight for nowhere
[G#] But I hear it makes a brief stop
In [B] the South Pole
That's where [F#] I want to go
_ [G#] Where honesty will kill you
Cause it's honestly [B] 65 alone
Before you [F#] freeze to death
You can leave the writing [C#] in your breath
[G#] And realize that we're written [B] by some ass
You're not [F#] on a train
You're just [C#] skipping class
That's [G#] the closest [B] I can get
To [F#] freedom of a kiss
I held my [C#] dreams in my hand
But [G#m] I crushed them when I made [B] a fist
Shaking [F#] the machine
Drives [C#] me on my feet _
_ [G#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ Places like a [B] movie set
The actors all have [F#] their regrets
The camera [C#] sees it all from where?
[F#] _
Hidden in [B] the wall
Thinks we're [F#] all insane
For not using [G#] our real names
Cause they didn't know who we are
[B] And where we go
So a little [F#] paranoid
I'm just [C#] a little boy
_ [G#] Playing games of walkie [B]-talkies in the streets
A little weight of [F#] our feet
And cracks [G#] in the cement
And we could've seen what [B] was underneath
No it's not [F#] the piece
It's just the [C#] living truth
_ [G#] That I had lost [B] my view
_ [D#m] _
_ _ _ [G#] I'm older now
Than I have ever [B] been before
Time [F#] keeps parking on
Fighting [C#] tear gas bombs
And then all the [F#] _ orders will [B] _ disperse
They keep getting worse
But it just ain't [C#] the same
We declare the [B] war on standing still
Even if [F#] things will get better [C#] someday _ _
_ _ _ [B] So let's wait for the chorus
[F#] To come around [G#] again
And throw our fists up in the [F#] air
And pretend that our [G] voices will be heard
When [D#m] everybody knows the words
[B] And sing just like the birds
As [F#] we still live in the trees
[G#] Where the gaze yet now explodes
And we all have [B] punk rock shows
[F#] But everyone's seen drums
And listened [C#] to the band
[G#] And ain't a singer understands
[B] _
There [D#m] was decent soundtracks
But progress [C#] love our deaths
And that singing's just the [F#] mechanics
[B] Of rapping melody
[D#m] It's a verbal remedy
But [G#] I'm still so fucking lonely
And I really can't [B] remember what was wrong
When I sat down [F#] to write this song
Because that was so [C#] long ago _ _ _ _ _ _
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