Smokey Eyes

[Intro]
Am G C F Am G
C G6/B

[Verse 1]
          Am        G
Smokey eyes, are you feeling good?
        C                   F
For now, you’re here with me
                   Am           G
Seems like we’ve waited long enough
            C              G6/B
For someone else to make us    feel complete
       Am           G
It’s not a bitter flavor,
           C             E
and it’s not a sweeter drink
                F                    E               C
I’m scared to ask you if you would do the same for me
            Am             G
Smokey eyes;  that’s your name,
isn’t it?
         C                    F
At least that’s what I call you
       Am
When I call you,
      G                     C
do you shake the way I shake
            G6/B
When I call to  say I’m through?
       Am               G
"No, I shake the way you do at shows
   C                   E
So people know you’re cool
F
Violently, but still
   E                 C
Controlled enough to screw”

[Chorus]
           F                G
So help me make amends with all my friends
    C      G6/B       A7
Most other people are just dead ends
         F                   Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends

[Verse 2]
           Am      G
Sticky thighs, are you wild now
       C      F
Or just a memory?
     Am             G
Some people want to be your friend
     C               G6/B
Some people just want    to be free
        Am                G
And the worst thing about me
              C              E
Is that I’m somewhere in between
        F
I might miss you
                E                  C
But I’m still trying to get clean

[Chorus]
           F                G
So help me make amends with all my friends
    C      G6/B       A7
Most other people are just dead ends
         F                   Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends

[Verse 3]
         F             G
You’ve had enough to drink,
you know you’re
C         G6/B    Bb     A7 F               Fm
 Drowning in  the flavor of cough syrup and Vicodin
         F              G
You’ve got the bitter flavor down, so
C        G6/B         Bb     A7
 Dab the sweeter drink  on a napkin,
then
F                   E7
 Hold it up to your mouth so you can sleep
         Am     G
Quiet lies that you’re telling to
      C                   F
Those black and screaming skies
                Am             G
I hope you’re walking around campus
      C               G6/B
Contemplating your own    smallish size
        Am              G             C                E
This is not what all my idols told me college would be like
           F                    E               C
I hope someday you learn to take your own advice

[Chorus]
           F                G
So help me make amends with all my friends
    C      G6/B       A7
Most other people are just dead ends
         F                   Fm
There’s nothing worse than making friends