[Intro]
A    E   G    D   F#   F#
(2x)
 
 
[Verse 1]
A             E
 The college years were lean, well
G       D              F#
 Coming out but maybe not so clean, my love
A           E
 And if I stay much longer
G             D                   F#
 My feelings for you, they might get much stronger now
A       E
 A Motorola coma
G            D          F#
 Sleep your way into a deep diploma, girl
A        E
 At the dormitory
G             D              F#
 You come to pour me one of your best stories, girl
 
 
[Chorus]
       B                      F#
And I feel your face getting wet
          B               F#
Like the color red of roulette
        G              D
And I place my losing bet
         E
On your side
       B                   F#
And I see your eyes of regret
         B                   F#
But you gave as good as you get
          A               E
Like the Massachusetts threat
         F#
Running wild
 
 
[Verse 2]
A           E
 A pair of dirty jeans, well
G           D               F#
 You would wash inside my brass machine, that's good
A       E
 Laying on your mattress
G            D                F#
 A thing of beauty, we would need more practice now
A         E
 Hall and Oates were singing
G           D                  F#
 The funny notes that you were always bringing, girl
A       E
 An elevator's closing
G         D                 F#
 Hard to hide when love is so exposing
 
 
[Chorus]
       B                      F#
And I feel your face getting wet
          B               F#
Like the color red of roulette
        G              D
And I place my losing bet
         E
On your side
       B                   F#
And I see your eyes of regret
         B                   F#
But you gave as good as you get
          A               E
Like the Massachusetts threat
         F#
Running wild
 
 
[Bridge]
D         A/C#
 When I drove her
D         A/C#
 To Villanova
D              A/C#      F#m    E
 Light me up when you decide
D            A/C#
 The stark aroma
D             A/C#
 Of your Tacoma
D             A/C#      F#m    E
 A tiny box where we reside
D           A/C#
 Battle tested
D             A/C#
 A life invested
D        A/C#      F#m    E
 Duly noted and denied
D          A/C#
 Fully loaded
D           A/C#
 Space encoded
D         A/C#              F#m    E
 A quiet night out in the sky
 
 
[Outro]
A               E
 Your stack of lies was daunting
G           D                 F#
 A tribute to your mind, but way more haunting now
A            E
 A talking psycho killer
G              D             F#
 Betrayed the heads of even Henry Miller now
A         E
 Conspiracy's a theory
G           D                  F#
 I wonder, Tim, if this could be your Leary, love
A               E
 She acts like Marlon Brando
G        D               F#
 Born online inside the San Fernando
 
 
[Ending]
A    E   G    D   F#   F#
(2x)
 
N.C.  N.C. N.C. N.C.
(2x)
              [Intro]
(One, two)

[Verse 1]
The college years were lean, well
Coming out but maybe not so clean, my love
And if I stay much longer
My feelings for you, they might get much stronger, now
A Motorola coma
Sleep your way into a deep diploma, girl
At the dormitory
You've come to pour me one of your best stories, girl

[Chorus]
And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like a Massachusetts thrеat
Running wild

[Verse 2]
A pair of dirty jeans, well
You would wash inside my brass machinе, that's good
Laying on your mattress
A thing of beauty, we would need more practice now
Hall & Oates were singing
The funny notes that you were always bringing, girl
And elevator's closing
Hard to hide when love is so exposing

[Chorus]
And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like a Massachusetts threat
Running wild

[Bridge]
When I grow up, Villanova
Light me up when you decide
Start aroma of your Tacoma
A tiny box where we reside
A-battle tested, a life invested
Duly noted and denied
A-fully loaded, space encoded
A quiet night out in the sky

[Verse 3]
Your stack of lies was daunting
A tribute to your mind but way more haunting, now
A talking psycho killer
We'd trade the heads of even Henry Miller, now
Conspiracy's a theory
I wonder, Tim, if this could be your Leary, love, ah
She act like Marlon Brando
Born on line inside the San Fernando

[Instrumental Outro]              
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