Tsr

D
The party's over
Bm
A CD skipping
G
It's the same hook repeating
A
Grows more grating with each passing second...

D                                       Bm
And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation.
G                                       A
It was fun while it lasted, but now we should be going.
Bm
I hope everybody had a real, real good time
D                               G                                        A
The hospitality's partaken, my head is flying my heart's racing to keep up.
       G       A          D
And I hope I haven't overdone it nooo...
D                              Bm
I hope my body can take it. I hope I make the occasion.
Em
It's only this fucked up.
             A
I start realizing all this living is just dying
      Bm
and if these are my friends, if this is my home,
D
if this is how i spend my nights, how I
G                               A
communicate, and demonstrate a love of life.
              D       Bm          Em
My eyes roll into the back of my head,
                  D            Bm        Em
if these are the last words that I've ever said
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No I'm not ready to die just yet