A finales de la década de los 90, los jóvenes Jesse Lacey, Garrett Tierney y Brian Lane comenzaban en el mundo de la música con la banda The Rookie Lot, una banda de post-hardcore de la zona de Long Island junto a Brandon Reilly, guitarrista también de bandas como The Movielife y Nightmare of You. Tras la desintegración de esta banda, Lacey se enrola en Taking Back Sunday, otra banda de post-hardcore también de la escena de Long Island. Graba con ellos su primer material no oficial
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
I've included backing vocal parts which are sung during choruses and bridge, so it shouldn't be too confusing.
Tuning: half-step down (D#G#C#F#A#D#)
[Intro] EC#m EG# EC#mB
[Verse 1] EC#m Watch you on the ones and twos EG# Through a window in a well lit room EC#m Become a recluse and I blame myself B Because I make things hard and you're just trying to help EC#m And when I wake up you're the first to call EG# This is one more late night basement song EC#m And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell B And this is one more sleepless night because
[Pre-chorus] EE We don't believe in filler, baby AG#ABF#G# If I could I'd sit this out
[Chorus] AE (This is over when I say it's over) This is a lesson in procrastination, I kill myself because I'm so frustrated C#mEF#G# And every single second that I put it off means another lonely night I gotta race the clock AE (I ignore it and it ignores me too) Let's say we go and crash your car and every time I leave you go and lock the door C#mEF#G# So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and one year older A It's failure by design
EC#m
[Verse 2] EG# And we just want sleep, but this night is hell EC#m I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself B Because I make things hard and you're just trying to help EC#m I got no gas (no gas), I'm winding out my gears EG# This is one more day on the verge of tears EC#m And now my head hurts (head hurts) and my health is a joke B Now I gotta stop because the headphones broke
[Pre-chorus] EE We don't believe in filler, baby AG#ABF#G# If I could I'd sit this out
[Chorus] AE (This is over when I say it's over) This is a lesson in procrastination, I kill myself because I'm so frustrated C#mEF#G# And every single second that I put it off means another lonely night I gotta race the clock AE (I ignore it and it ignores me too) Let's say we go and crash your car and every time I leave you go and lock the door C#mEF#G# So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and one year older A It's failure by design
[Bridge] EC#mB I'm out of every-thing EC#mBE No one sleeps till we get this shit out on the shelves C#mB It's late, I'm falte-ring EC#mB But this time I got nothing to say besides E Doo doo doo, doo doo doo C#mB (Baby, I'm better than this) Doo doo doo, doo doo doo E Doo doo doo, doo doo doo C#mB (Baby, I'm better than this) Doo doo doo, doo doo doo E Doo doo doo, doo doo doo C#mB (Baby, I'm better than this) Doo doo doo, doo doo doo E Doo doo doo, doo doo doo G#ABF#G# Nothing to say besides
[Chorus] AE (This is over when I say it's over) This is a lesson in procrastination, I kill myself because I'm so frustrated C#mEF#G# And every single second that I put it off means another lonely night I gotta race the clock AE (I ignore it and it ignores me too) Let's say we go and crash your car and every time I leave you go and lock the door C#mEF#G# So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and one year older A It's failure by design