Bed Bugs 创作者：
Fred Thomas
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调：B major

Intro 1

Verse 1
C C 
 
Let's stop and talk on a slow street
Am Am 
 
Your guy is cross- eyed and muttering
F F 
 
Looks at me like "Now who
the fuck is he?"
G G 
 
And I tell you, man, I wish that I knew
C C 
 
Trash- scavenged mattress
and a stuffed bear
Am Am 
 
Bedbugs crawling through your
F F 
 
lover's hair
You got that thousand yard stare
G G 
 
I get itchy just from talking to you
C C 
 
Drained hopes sinking
with the August sun
Am Am 
 
Floating out on the
F F 
 
freshman year beer run
It's so hard to have fun
G G 
 
C C 
 
But there used to be a way to get through
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
All your amazed days fade
But all of the damned dogs they think
F F 
 
Dm Dm 
 
C C 
 
they've got it made
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
And no matter what you say
You know that you are gonna
F F 
 
G G 
 
do it anyway
F F 
 
Dm Dm 
 
C C 
 
F F 
 
C C 
 
Do it anyway
Knuckle tattoo says "I H8 2 LIVE"
Am Am 
 
On another dickhead who assures
me that I'm just too sensitive
F F 
 
You can't tell everybody
to fuck off forever
G G 
 
C C 
 
G G 
 
Then be mortified when they finally do
C C 
 
You had a textbook breakthrough
on a shaky plane
Am Am 
 
Seated next to kid,
F F 
 
hyperventilating
She's so embarrassed by her dad's
Dm Dm 
 
use of slang
G G 
 
And nobody ever gets to feel cool
C C 
 
These days I'm only saying
Dm Dm 
 
something if I'm swaying
Am Am 
 
That's the only time it doesn't
feel like I'm explaining
F F 
 
So if you see me and I seem too
entertaining
G G 
 
I'm not singing,
I'm just talking to you
C C 
 
But you don't want a funeral
unless everybody comes
Am Am 
 
And you don't want to kiss
until you're adequately numb
F F 
 
And you don't want to speak,
not even just to say goodbye
G G 
 
Because you don't want to share how
you're in shadows all the time
C C 
 
And you don't want to think about
the people that you knew
Am Am 
 
They're a tug on your sleeve,
they're an embarrassment to you
F F 
 
Just some bones in the sun,
just a decomposing rind
G G 
 
Just a  sitcom that aired before
you were even alive
C C 
 
Your friends are full- length mirrors
that you pulled out of the garbage
Am Am 
 
Or  ange juice soaked cotton balls to convince
you you're not starving
F F 
 
You need somebody to fuck,
someone to call when you get down
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
C C 
 
And some people to make wonder
G G 
 
why they even stick around
C C 
 
Now you don't want to drink,
you say it feels just the same as water
Am Am 
 
And you don't actually even like me, I just
subconsciously remind you of your father
F F 
 
His flannel shirts that smelled like
cigarettes and rain
G G 
 
And a whole catalog of things
that you wish never had to change
C C 
 
But it's never been quite like
it was when you were a kid
Am Am 
 
Puffy eyes, play fights, bug bites, Jif peanut butter,
F F 
 
G G 
 
C C 
 
Cinnamon Toast Crunch, strawberry allergy, beestings
All of the people are asleep
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
But tomorrow the punks
F F 
 
and the cops will both have to eat
C C 
 
And whatever those
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
people say
F F 
 
You know that you've got to do it anyway
Do it anyway.