G Em C Cm
G Em C Cm
G Em C Cm
Now I'm noticeably dumber than I was one year ago
Cm G Em
and I would like to think it's a better thing
C Cm G
but I'd tell myself almost anything these days
Em C Cm
It's a little complicated—letting people down is a full time business
G Em
My shallow commitments surrounding me
C C Cm
I snapped my cellphone to escape
D D
Now somewhere in this town
D D
there's a lynch mob for me
G D Em C
Oh charlatan me I can't control all these feelings x
C G
It's getting hard to stand up straight
G Em C Cm
G Em C Cm
Cm G Em
Now there's strangers in the kitchen
C Cm
I'm dodging people like they're bullets
G Em C Cm
cos we're not talking we're just practicing our smalltalk
G Em
And I've heard tips about saving face
C D D
I gotta keep y'all thinking that I'm loving this place
D D G
I don't mean to be crude but
D D D Em
I can't talk to you without a cigarette in my hand
Em
as a crutch to hold me up
C
it's my shield from all you
G D Em C
Oh charlatan me I can't control all these feelings x
C G
It's getting hard to stand up straight
G Em C Cm
G Em C Cm G