tonite

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[Intro 1]
[Am]

[Verse 1]
[Am]Everybody's singing the same song
It goes "tonight, tonight, tonight,
tonight, [G]to night, [Am]tonight"
I never real[G]ized [Am]these artists

[Verse 2]
thought so much about dying
[Am]
But truth be told we all
have the same end
Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
But I'm telling you
This is the best news you're

[Verse 3]
getting all week
[Am]
Oh sure it's ruling the airwaves
What remains of [G]the airwaves
And we're [Am]frankly thankful for the market
psychology you're hipping us to

[Verse 4]
[Am]And all the hits are saying
the same thing
There's only tonight, tonight, tonight,
tonight, [G]to night, [Am]to night
Then life is fi[G]nite[Am]
But shit, it feels like forever

[Interlude 1]
It feels like forever
[Am]

[Verse 5]
[Am]Oh is ev[G]erybody fe[Am]eling the same stuff?
[G]We're all wil[Am]d
[G]Excep[Am]t for[G] you[Am]
And you know who you are
[G]This is a love son[Am]g
[G]And you're get[Am] ting older

[Verse 6]
[G][Am]
I promise [G]you this; you're getting [Am]older
And there's improvements unless
[G]You[Am]'re such a winner[G][Am]
That the future's a night[G]mare
And there's [Am]nothing I can do
Nothing anyone can do about [G]this
[Am]And

[Verse 7]
[F]oh,[Am]
[G]I'm[Am] offering you a chance to get even
But [G]oh, [Am]you know very well
the dialect of negation
Sure enemies haunt you
[G]with spit and deri[Am]sion
But friends are the ones who
can put you in an exile
But [F]that's [Am]not r[G]ight[Am]

[Interlude 2]
[Am]

[Verse 8]
And you're [Am]too sharp to be used
[G]Or you[Am]'re too shocked from being used
By these bullying children
of the fabulous
Raffling off limited edition shoes

[Verse 9]
And what's [Am]it you do again?
Oh I'm a reminder
The hobbled veteran of
the disk shop inquisition
Set to parry the cocksure
of men's sick filth
With my own late era middle-aged
ramblings
[G]ramblings
[Am]Every lover favors the same things
It's all "touch me, touch me,
touch me, touch me tonight"
We maybe realize what it

[Verse 10]
is we need before we die
[Am]
And luck is always better
than skill at things
We're flying blind
[G]Oh goo[Am]d gracious

[Verse 11]
I sound like my mom
[Am][G]
[Am]But out [F]of the little room[Am]s and
[G]onto the [Am]streets
You've lost your internet and
we've lost our memory
[F]We had a paper [Am]trail that
[G]led to our secrets
[Am]But embarrassing pictures
have now all been deleted
By versions of selves that we
[G]thought were the best ones
[Am]'Till versions of versions
of others repeating
Come laughing at everything we
[G]thought was important
[Am]While still making mistakes that
you thought you had learned [D]from
[Am]And reasonable people know
bet[G]ter than [Am]you
That cost in the long run but they
don't know the short game
And terrible people know [G]better
than [Am]you
They're used and abused of
the once so dear listener
So you will be badgered and
[G]taunted [Am]until death
You're missing a party that
you'll never get over
You hate the idea that you're
[G]wasting your [Am]youth
That you stood in the background
oh until you got older
[F]But [Am]that's [G]all [Am]lies
That's [G]all [Am]lies

[Interlude 3]
[Am]

[Verse 12]
It's gonna have to be good enough, I
can't do this anymore, my brain won't work