Knowing Such ThingsCifra de Teclado

 


Verse 

Bm                                  G 
Your shit talk ain't got a thing on what my old friends say 

D                                 A 
Hey, I heard you got that message how they drop us a ten 

Bm                          G 
But I don't care much about making new starts 

D                                 A 
With old mother fuckers who ain't got no heart 

Bm                     G 
You can't catch up and I can't keep going 

D                                    A 
And I ain't heard you do nothing but bite your tail in 

Bm                              G 
Hey, remember that time that we split all that money 

D                                            A 
And I shook your hand twice and you wouldn't look me in the eye 


Bm     G            D              A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not that I care to watch the end 

Bm     G            D                        A 
And I, na na na nana I didn't trust you from that moment of sin 





Verse 

Bm                                  G 
Yeah, this vans got four wheels but that engine don't run right 

D                                           A 
You can't find pocket change stuffed in the seat cushions 

Bm                              G 
Laid out in the back, you can't hear things right 

D                                         A 
But in the front you wouldn't believe the things that they're sayin' 

Bm                                       G 
Yeah, them stories they change and sometimes get quite interesting 

D                                    A 
When tossed around so many times you can't find an end 

Bm                             G 
They don't even sound like the days they were 

D                                A 
The real memories, yeah, they're fucking obscure 


Bm     G            D              A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not sure I can laugh at such sin 

Bm     G            D                        A 
And I, na na na nana we keep some close for knowing such things that you did 





Verse 

Bm                              G 
Yeah, I gotta be honest I'm not sure that I ever liked you 

D                                  A 
But, I was good at pretending if I pretend to pretend 

Bm                                                     A 
You see, you can have freight trains or sparks and the river gives plenty 

D                         A 
And it only goes dry when nothing goes in 

Bm                                G 
You ever think about that before? All nail biting at night 

D                      A 
Scratching for clarity reliving old times 

Bm                              G 
Hey man, nothing is nothing and too much thought means more 

D                        A 
Constant traffic jams of nothing at home 


Bm     G            D              A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not that I care to watch the end 

Bm     G            D                        A 
And I, na na na nana I didn't trust you from the beginning sin