Hobo Johnson - February 15th

no capo!

[intro]

F Dm7 Am Dm Am

[verse (1)]

F
The butterflies in my stomach have died
Dm7
Now there’s lowly caterpillars that are waiting for the night
Am
To strike

And they’ve been dying to escape
Dm7 Am
The pit of my stomach’s a real dark fuckin’ place
F
My new friends are starting to know
Dm7
Why my old ones don’t talk to me anymore
Am
My ex knows why my last one’s my last one
Dm7 Am
Hey, guess why

It’s all my stupid fucking actions

[chorus]

F
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Dm7
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Am
But i’m getting used to the thought
Dm7 Am
Except late at night, you know maybe i’m not
F
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Dm
I’ll surley feel alone forever
Am
But i’m getting used to the thought
Dm7 Am
Except late at night, you know maybe i’m not*

[verse (2)]

F
And she went to columbia when i was in jail
Dm7
I just wanted another apple when all she wanted was yale
Am
And that is the problem where all of this lies
Dm7 Am
I’m emotionally unstable

Im just a crazy fuckin’ guy! who’s

[chorus]

F
Who’s surely be alone forever
Dm7
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Am
But i’m getting used to the thought
Dm7 Am
And in a couple years im gonna pay to make it stop
F
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Dm7
I’m gonna feel alone forever
Am
But i’m getting used to the thought
Dm7 Am
And in a couple years i will pay to make it stop