Beachboy

[Intro]
E
A B E                   A   B
     I swear to fucking god Chris,
               E
I'll turn this fucking car around!
A B             E
  Shut the fuck up!
A B E A B E
A B E A B E

[Verse 1]
A B            E                  A   B
   I don't get parties or getting high
           E               A   B
I just get low most of the time
         E                              A           B
And I'll be there for you baby but I've got to have some
room
        E                           A           B
And you gotta keep your eyes on the new guys in the room
        E
And the way they dance is crazy,
       A          B
I have never seen this shit
        E                                        A
And the strobe light's way too hot so let's just get this
 B
over with
She says,
      E                         A       B
"Your lips tasted like they did way back in July
E
Headaches and overdose,
  A         B
I hope that we never die"
E
October's always here,
A    B
November never leaves
E                        A    B
December disappears, she says to me...

[Pre-Chorus]
         E
"Well, I dance really fast,
          A           B
so you've gotta dance real fast
       E                                 A
And my friends are all passed out in the back of my
B
friend's van"
          E                                  A
And she's got this sexy hair braid that goes over her
B
forehead
E                             A   B
Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

[Chorus]
      A                   B                 E
And I know that you think that I don't care about all the
C#m              A
friends I left behind
             B                    E
The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their
C#m
shattered minds
A               B                      E
I know that you think that I don't care about the
       C#m
friends   I left behind
A             B                    E
 The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their
C#m
shattered minds, hey!

[Break]
E A B E A B
E A B E

[Verse 2]
A B             E                    A
   And she's on top of me, and it is hot, hot,
B
hot!
          E
She says, "Come on sweetheart,
A        B
take 'em off"
          E
So I will take 'em off,
            A           B
and then we take 'em off
             E
And then her dad walks inoh shit,
    A        B
her dad walks in

[Pre-Chorus]
            E
She says to dance really fast,
          A             B
"'Cause I like to dance real fast
       E                                 A
And my friends are all passed out in the back of my
B
friend's van"
          E                                  A
And she's got this sexy hair braid that goes over her
B
forehead
E                             A   B
Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

[Chorus]
      A                   B                 E
And I know that you think that I don't care about all the
C#m              A
friends I left behind
             B                    E
The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their
C#m
shattered minds
A               B                      E
I know that you think that I don't care about the
       C#m
friends   I left behind
A             B                    E
 The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their
C#m
shattered minds

[Break]
A B E C#m
A B E

[Bridge]
C#m              A                      B
   It's always a head game with you Nick
                    E
You never had a shot at any of this
C#m
   So just smash your guitar,
A
 smash your dreams
B           E
 Grow up now is just what I mean
C#m              A
   It's always a head case with you Nick
B                    E
 You never had a shot at any of this
C#m
   So just smash your guitar,
A                 B
 smash your dreams
           E                    C#m
Grow up now is just what I mean,   oh

[Outro]
A B E                   C#m
    Grow up now is just what I mean
A B E                   C#m
    Grow up now is just what I mean
A B E                   C#m
    Grow up now is just what I mean
A B E                   C#m
    Grow up now is just what I mean
E A B   E
     Oh fuck...