The Weekend Chords by Modern Baseball

shit sucks _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ though I seem cool calm and collected making my way to hipster with
glasses [Db] was a little more than just nerve wracking kind of just counted on
her to turn [Ab] me into you praise whatever and any with a smile just slow been a
I had a little while, I expected you to, to save the day with sly remarks like,
He's so cute, and whatever you want. _
Though the white jacket didn't fit, the prince I came with did. _ _
Perfectly snug right to my body, like sad movies in late night drinks.
Could have guessed by the end of the hour there was more than just a little smile on my face.
Covered in custard and cookies and cream, pissed off I had to leave, but all hashed ahead.
You got a smile that could light this town, and we might need it.
_ Cause it gets [Db] darker out here, _ real dark around _ _ here.
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Most of my old friends I can only stare for the weekend, _ but that doesn't apply [Db] here,
_ _ _ doesn't apply _ _ [Ab] here. _ _
The day started with a bloody drip, and a taste of my lamp that was a lot less than
an awkward moment to the side.
Not all aspiring, _ _ _ that's a tank top that didn't cover a thing, and a dipped down hoodie
zipped to the bottom.
Had us laughing _ every time, no matter how many chest hairs there were inside.
You got a smile that could light this town, and we might need it.
Cause it gets [Ebm] darker out here, _ _ real dark around _ _ _ here.
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Most of my old friends I can only stare for the weekend, _ but that doesn't apply here,
_ _ _ doesn't [Db] apply _ [Ab] _ here. _ _ _
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