Verse 1:
G
I'm a master of Matchbox guitar sessions
G
You're a master of passive-aggressive magic tricks
G Bm G C
Like, that's not a card that I would've picked but it's your life to live like how you'd like to live
G
You're the type of cool that likes to talk a lot
G
I'm the type of fool to listen
G Bm G
They say a wise man lends his ears but not his thoughts often
N.C.
The same is true of undercover cops
Verse 2:
G Em
And the undercover bubbler got me doubly high as heaven
G C
We're still under the radar, seven billion on the planet
G
Wading straight to the moon
Em
Salutations to Apollo
G C
While the Mission To Mars is surely soon to follow
G Em
And you bit my lip when I kissed you
G C
I bit my tongue not to tell you that I miss you
Em D
We shared my blood for an instant and I would trade some more to have it back
G C C
Yeah I would trade all of this for that
Verse 3:
G Em G C
I'm in the back of a fifteen passenger van doing an expose on feelings I don't fully understand
G Em
Started a Matchbox guitar slow jam
G C
With hope just as large as the room in my car
G Em G C
My career went as far as the can that I kicked down the road for awhile until I'm just settled in
G Em
Hold it for change from charitable donors like
G C
Excuse me sir, miss could you spare a moment to...
Verse 4:
G
SUPPORT LOCAL SUPPORT LOCAL
Em
I know I should've been more vocal
G
Sure, I could've been more social
C
I've been hanging out it's a short rope though
G Em
It's been awhile I should've wrote but I'm going postal
Em
I'm GOING POSTAL
D
I've been coasting
C G
I've been coping okay for the most part
G Em
Everybody I know wants to be a star
G C
Just above the atmosphere flying high
G Em
Just above the average fear to try
D C G
Keeping me grounded, holding me down for miles
G Em
Everybody I know wants the gleam
G C
In designer tops and ten dollar magazines
G Em D
Infatuated with the beams, you go crazy when I speak
C
Aggravated when I say what I mean
C
I mean, I mean
Verse 5:
N.C.
You see, is that
G
I'm a master of Matchbox guitar sessions
G
You're a master of passive aggressive magic tricks
G Bm G N.C.
Like: that's not the card that I would've picked but it's your life to live like you'd like to live
G Em
You're the master of Matlock lock picking lessons
G C
I'm the asshole who keeps laughing at our predicaments
G Em
Like this ain't the life that I should've picked
D C
But it's the cards we're dealt we play with
G
Shit