Real Problems(Chords)

	        
Intro 

B E  x2 

Verse 1:

B 
Everybody thinks they've 
Got real problems 
E 
Everybody's dealt a hand 
That no one else could play 
B 
People try to say they've 
              E 
Got bad karma shuffle all 
Their cards and hope there's 
Something new they'll say 


G#m 
Why not turn the 
Pages back more often? 
E 
Analyze the way your 
Life became a big cliche 
G#m 
Fix your clothes and climb 
Inside your coffin cause 
E 
No one ever told you 
It was gonna be okay
 

Post-Chorus

B C#m E  x2 

Verse 2:
 
B 
Everybody knows they 
         C#m 
Got real problems 
  E 
Inclined to climb 
The mountain but we 
Struggle hopelessly 
B 
There's way too much 
              C#m 
Pressure to acknowledge 
     E 
That we are not the only 
Ones who ended up this way 



G#m 
You should turn the 
Pages back more often 
E 
Take your secrets to the 
Grave before they float away 
G#m 
Brace yourself to bare the 
Weight of your actions 
E 
We can't sit around and wait 
For gravity to calm down 



instrumental 

B E B E 
G#m E G#m E 

B  x4 

Bridge:

D#m      E    B 
   tired eyes focused 
On the freeway 
D#m           E   B 
   steer your car towards 
A florida license plate 
D#m                E 
   and now there's no way for 
B 
You to keep up with the pace 
G#m     E           B 
   everyone cutting corners 
In a constant chase 



G#m F#/A#    E 
        your eyes they 
                  G#m     F#/A# 
Would wrap right around me 
           E 
There were holes open 
          G#m   F#/A# 
Spaces so empty time 
       E 
Moves slow until 
    G#m 
The sun soaks 
F#/A#    B 
Into the sea 


         B 
When you get back 
In the morning 
           E 
Save your apologies 
Just ignore me 
          B 
With your back 
Against the counter 
         E 
Rip this card 
Up take another


         B 
When i'm fucked up 
Call my brother 
        E 
I see myself stuck 
In the mirror with these 
B 
Pressed pants like my father 
            E 
There's too many things 
But i was really hoping 
That you wouldn't go 


G#m F#/A# E 
          i can't make 
               G#m F#/A# 
It out i'm too low 
E 
Time soaks up the 
             G#m F#/A# 
Sun it's so slow 
   E 
Is it impossible? i 
      G#m F#/A# E 
Don't know      where 
                   B  E 
I'm supposed to go now 



Outro 

B 
Everybody thinks they 
Got real problems 
E 
Everybody's dealt 
A hand that no one 
Else could play