Team BROCKHAMPTON

Jesse Garcia

165
0:00 3:42
Tuning Standard (E A D G B E)
Beat 4/4
Key: F#
Capo:
No capo
Strumming 1

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Lyrics

[Part 1: Evanie]
F#maj7
      Evanie,

[Verse]
F#maj7           D#m7                C#m7               Bmaj7
      did you lie    to him since you    were seventeen?
         Bm6/F#
How's he holding up?
Evanie,
F#maj7            D#m7               C#m7               Bmaj7
      do you cling    to him like you    would on to me?
      Bm6/F#
Bet he      needs you more than I
Evanie,
F#maj7            D#m7                 C#m7
      did you hide    your neck to save    him from his
      Bmaj7
sleep?
      Bm6/F#
I know      how that feels
Evanie,
F#maj7            D#m7                 C#m7               Bmaj7
      every chance    you take you make    me want to flee
         Bm6/F#
Can't you      see?

[Break]
F#maj7                F#maj7
      You should move on    

[Chorus]
                 Bmaj7
I swear you'll be     fine
             F#maj7
Whenever you want  
            Bmaj7
I'll be your     ride
    F#maj7
And when  you're alone
And his love is gone
D#m7
Maybe you'll see that
C#m7                Bmaj7
Your company was the     worst
     Bm6/F#              F# Em
Thing      for him, your sin

[Verse 1]
Em
  Little old me,
I thought my world was progressive
          Am
'Cause my president was black,
twenty five lighters on the dresser
      Em
I had guilt trip on my back and a bulletproof vest
          Am
Inside my Uncle John's Toyota was a walking Crayola

[Verse 2]
Em
  I got a hard time,
I gotta watch myself
Am
  The way I move through a room full of suits
         Em
Ain't no,  ain't no Constitution,
I hate uniforms
Am
  I hate handcuffs, I can't stand up
     Em
They throw me in the crowd and tell me "boy,
I'd lose that smile"
          Am
But see I got it from my dad and that's the reason why we
had
Em
  I raise my black fist, I got big lips
Am
  I'm strong as Samson,
they cut my fuckin' locks

[Verse 3]
Em
  I lose my fuckin' strength, fuck
I'm running out of zips
Am
  My life been feelin' tense,
I won't be on the fence
Em
  I put my phone on airplane mode cause I'm on autopilot
Am
  I need a lot of patience,
I need a lot of silence
            Em
I hope this holy water burn me 'cause I ain't worth this
life
        Am
I ain't worth the light of day,
but for some I light the way
Em
Nude along the banister,
kitchen smell of lavender
Am
Swimming in my Wranglers,
I am another caliber

[Outro]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - -

[Fade Out]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am |

Bars

[Part 1: Evanie]
| F#maj7 |

Evanie,

[Verse]
       | F#maj7 | - | D#m7   |
| C#m7 | Bmaj7  | - | Bm6/F# |
| -    | F#maj7 | - | D#m7   |
| C#m7 | Bmaj7  | - | Bm6/F# |
| -    | F#maj7 | - | D#m7   |
| C#m7 | Bmaj7  | - | Bm6/F# |
| -    | F#maj7 | - | D#m7   |
| C#m7 | Bmaj7  | - | Bm6/F# |
| -    |

did you lie    to him since you    were seventeen?
How's he holding up?
Evanie,
do you cling    to him like you    would on to me?
Bet he      needs you more than I
Evanie,
did you hide    your neck to save    him from his
sleep?
I know      how that feels
Evanie,
every chance    you take you make    me want to flee
Can't you      see?

[Break]
      | F#maj7 - | - F#maj7 | - - |

You should move on

[Chorus]
| Bmaj7 - -      -  | -      - F#maj7 - | -    - -  -    | Bmaj7 - -     - |
| -     - F#maj7 -  | -      - -      - | D#m7 - -  C#m7 | -     - Bmaj7 - |
| -     - -      -  | Bm6/F# - -      - | -    - F# -    | -     - -     - |
| -     - -      Em | -      - -      - | -    - -  -    | -     - -    

I swear you'll be     fine
Whenever you want
I'll be your     ride
And when  you're alone
And his love is gone
Maybe you'll see that
Your company was the     worst
Thing      for him, your sin

[Verse 1]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - -

Little old me,
I thought my world was progressive
'Cause my president was black,
twenty five lighters on the dresser
I had guilt trip on my back and a bulletproof vest
Inside my Uncle John's Toyota was a walking Crayola

[Verse 2]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - -

I got a hard time,
I gotta watch myself
The way I move through a room full of suits
Ain't no,  ain't no Constitution,
I hate uniforms
I hate handcuffs, I can't stand up
They throw me in the crowd and tell me "boy,
I'd lose that smile"
But see I got it from my dad and that's the reason why we
had
I raise my black fist, I got big lips
I'm strong as Samson,
they cut my fuckin' locks

[Verse 3]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - -

I lose my fuckin' strength, fuck
I'm running out of zips
My life been feelin' tense,
I won't be on the fence
I put my phone on airplane mode cause I'm on autopilot
I need a lot of patience,
I need a lot of silence
I hope this holy water burn me 'cause I ain't worth this
life
I ain't worth the light of day,
but for some I light the way
Nude along the banister,
kitchen smell of lavender
Swimming in my Wranglers,
I am another caliber

[Outro]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - - Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am | - - -

[Fade Out]
                                         Em |
| - - - Am | - - - Em | - - - Am |

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