Misanthropic Drunken Loner taby ukulele według Days N' Daze

Verse 1
   F                              C
My breakfast was straight out the medicine cabinet
  Dm                  Bb
a remedy for the aftermath of my habits
F                  C               Dm
sometimes it’s the ones who try to help
              Bb
that hurt the most
  F                              C
I feel like we’re playing tug of war and I'm the rope
        Dm
and I'm stretched to the limit
        Bb
but you keep on pulling
    F                 C             Dm                Bb
and I'm gonna lose my goddamn mind, I'm gunna lose my mind


Trumpet solo
   F      C       Dm    C     Bb
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E|-1------3---1-3-------3-----1--|
C|-------------------------------|
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   F      C       Bb
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   F      C       Dm  C   Bb
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E|-1------3---1-3---------1--|
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G|---------------------------|
   F    C       Bb
A|------0-3-5-3----|
E|-1--3---------1--|
C|-----------------|
G|-----------------|


Verse 2
               F   
I want to hide away in the back of a cave 
                C
at the top of a mountain 
                                        Dm
where no one can hear me and no one can see me 
                   C           
so I don’t have to deal with them 
               Bb
and they don’t have to deal with me 
      F
Cause relationships are overrated 
C
maybe I'm just tired and jaded 
        Dm                  C                     Bb
but I'm sorry I just like myself more than I like you 


Pre Chorus
           F                   C
So call me anti-social call it masturbation 
       Dm              Bb
Either way it’s a solo operation 
F                 C           Bb
I'm just far more comfortable alone 


Trumpet Solo


Interlude
                F
It appears that apathy 
               C  
has gotten the best of me 
             Dm                      C
cause I'm so tired of you talking my ear off 
               Bb
about all your problems I just can’t fix 
        F                        C
I don’t appreciate this unwanted company 
         Dm
and your constant chatter 
  C                Bb
reminds me why I’d rather you leave me be 


Pre Chorus


Chorus
      Dm                  C  
Cause people are ugly and people are hateful 
  F             C
destructive and greedy 
      Bb
we’re proud and ungrateful 
    Dm                     C              Bb
the world would be so much better off without us 
   Dm
So swallow a bullet 
     C
or a handful of pills 
          F          C
we’re all compost in training 
            Bb
and there’s graves left to fill 
     Dm                          C                           Bb
we distract ourselves to make us feel like we’re not just mistakes 
     Dm                          C                           Bb
we distract ourselves to make us feel like we’re not just mistakes 

   F
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   C
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   Dm            C
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   Bb     (It seems that everybody’s always got a…)
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Verse 3
(Bb)                                   F
It seems that everybody’s always got a bone to pick 
                    C
a promise to break, never again will I make that mistake
Dm
Of trusting anyone 
C
trusting anyone 
Bb
trusting anyone 
           F
This is my misanthropic confession 
C
human beings are a waste of breath and 
Dm            C
don’t think I excuse myself 
       Bb Bb   Bb   Bb   Bb
I'm an asshole just like you 


Chorus 
   F                              C
My breakfast was straight out the medicine cabinet


Optional Ending on F