Quarter Life Crisis

[Intro]
 
B G#m D#m E
 
 
[Verse]
 
        B                       G#m
What if all my best years are behind me?
        D#m                   E
What if they ended when I was nineteen?
      B                            G#m
After all of these years that I've wasted
       D#m                     E
When I get what I want, will I hate it?
    B
And after all my overthinkin'
G#m
I've got nothing here to show
  D#m
I wanna hang out with the big kids
    E
But I'm afraid of getting' old
B
Don't tell me it will get better
G#m
Don't say it'll be okay
           D#m                  E
It's not a mood it's not a phase
 
 
[Chorus]
 
                    B
It's a quarter life crisis
          G#m               D#m
All of my vices rise to the surface
                   E
They're workin the night shift
                 B
The quarter life crisis
                G#m
There's nothing like it
             D#m                   E
I look at my face and I don't recognize it
                 B                   G#m
I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
                 D#m                      E
I'm stuck in the middle like some fucking hybrid
               B                   G#m
I feel like my mind is twenty five sided
             D#m               E                      B     G#m D#m E
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
       B                    G#m
I'm no longer naïve, I'm corrupted
      D#m                     E
And I don't feel as pure as I once did
      B                    G#m
Maybe if I could turn to religion
      D#m                       E
I'd believe all my sins were forgiven
    B
Man I guess all my overthinkin'
G#m
Didn't make me very smart
    D#m
How can I focus on the future
E
When I'm one foot in the past
B
Still couldn't get my shit together
G#m
I guess some things never change
           D#m                    E
It's not a mood, it's not a phase
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
                    B
It's a quarter life crisis
          G#m               D#m
All of my vices rise to the surface
                   E
They're workin the night shift
                 B
The quarter life crisis
                G#m
There's nothing like it
             D#m                   E
I look at my face and I don't recognize it
                 B                   G#m
I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
                 D#m                      E
I'm stuck in the middle like some fucking hybrid
               B                   G#m
I feel like my mind is twenty five sided
             D#m               E
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis
 
 
[Bridge]
 
B G#m D#m E
Aaaaaaaaaaaah
B G#m D#m E
Aaaaaaaaaaaah
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
                    B
It's a quarter life crisis
          G#m               D#m
All of my vices rise to the surface
                   E
They're workin the night shift
                 B
The quarter life crisis
                G#m
There's nothing like it
             D#m                   E
I look at my face and I don't recognize it
                 B                   G#m
I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
                 D#m                      E
I'm stuck in the middle like some fucking hybrid
               B                   G#m
I feel like my mind is twenty five sided
             D#m               E                      B     G#m D#m E
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis
 
 
[Outro]
 
B G#m D#m E
Aaaaaaaaaaaah
B G#m D#m E
Aaaaaaaaaaaah