B
Will I get nervous before my take, outside the club in Silver Lake
                       G#m
And there's no mistaking your perfect practice innocence
                                        Em
I just start talking, you can see that I'm
                    E                  C#m
Not gonna to lie to you
              B
And this folk music's fucking me up, make's me think I should quit
                                      E
Maybe I'm just scared of it

Quick hit and a flip of a Zippo
Inhale and your eyes squint
       C#m
You point at me with a cigarette finger, say you find some good shit
               E
In the ruins
                                                                   B
But deep down, I'm not sold on what we're doing
Deep down, I think you're seething with ambition
        G#m
Like everyone else around, you're on a mission
                                 E
To see just how many likes you can get
Get your fingers wet
       C#m
And have the people watch you rub a freeze
      B
But everyone needs to be seen
                                       G#m
There's no growing in the dark
                                                                             E
You say, "It's just a pose", well, what's wrong with a pose?
We all invent ourselves as we go
                 C#7
So here we go
            B
A same old itch
The air's meant to protect myself
           G#m
Took a life on now and they're breathing on their own
                             E
Some strange personality, living up on me that I've been trying to ditch
   C#m
I want things to be perfect, so I put it off
                                    B
Maybe progress now will do
I'm on the outside, never satisfied
                              E
Something's always missing, so you convinced yourself
But you're beautiful
                                 C#m
I mean, look at those hands
You're all purity with a splash of
           E
St  Germaine
          B
Oh, I want to be
A daring one
           G#m
No more songs about being cozy and bored
                                 E
Don't sing about the suburbs
And how you miss the scent of home
                      C#m
An Elliot Smith clone's all you'll be
And miss all this urgency
        B
And everyone needs to be seen
                                     G#m
There's no growing in the dark
                                                             E
It's just a pose, well, what's wrong with a pose
We all invent ourselves as we go
                 C#7
So here we go
C#m                                         B
I look for you outside, after the show
    C#m
I look for you again
            B
And I'll go with you 'cause I kinda love you
      G#m
If I see you again, I think I'm gonna kill you
            E
'Cause we'll keep doing this
                                                            C#m
Waiting around for someone who doesn't want me
To want me
                                                 B
I've been looking longingly at the scene