Chords for Johnny Hobo (ACOUSTIC) The Politics Of Holyshit I Just Cut My Hand On A Broken Bottle

[C] _ _ _ [E] _ [Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _
[Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _ [Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _
[F] [C] He [G] talks about [E] nothing, using too [Fm] many [C] words.
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[F] [C] He talks [G] revolution [E] [Fm] for an hour [C] without [G] using [E] any verbs.
[Fm] _ [Cm] [G] She acts of [Em] rage, which is most [F] of her [C] problems.
In love [G] with everyone [E] until she wakes [Fm] up tomorrow.
[C] [G] Another [E] Saturday night.
[Fm] [Cm] Another [G] fucking [E] shitty [F] Saturday night.
[C] I'm spinning in [Em] the next room.
[F] Blurring along to my [G] isolation at the top [C] of my lungs.
I'm [Em] sitting here next to you, [F] sore throat from ghosts
[G] about all the dumbest things [C] I've done.
[Am] I don't want [F] to be [G] anywhere [C] at all.
[Am] Here at [F] my house, [G] kicking at the [C] wall.
If [Am] home is where [F] the heart [G] is, [C] then I live in [Am] my upper [F] chest.
[G] _ [C] I'm gonna [G] drink until [D] these tears [Am] start to taste like the [C] cheap beer.
I'm gonna [G] drink tonight until [D] these tears [Am] start to taste like the [C] cheap beer.
[G] _ [E] _ [Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _
[F] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _ [F] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _
[F] [C] The [G] bottles are stacked [E] like they show [F] how we're [C] different.
[G] And [E] _
[Fm] [C] that maybe if we were sober, [F] we [C] could [G] explain what this [Em] all meant.
[F] [Cm] But find [G] some vodka, [E] you'll write [F] poetry.
[Cm] You can't [G] rearrange, crush [E] pills into [F] melodies.
[C] But I swear to fuck that a brick through a [Fm] broken Starbucks window [C] means more.
And I swear to fuck that we'd find more shit stumps [Fm] when we're passed out on the [C] floor
[E] than the works of [F] Kropotkin [C] ever could.
Than all the works of Karl [F] Marx ever [C] fucking could.
I'm puking in the [E] next room.
Sorry [F] about the carpet, [G] clean it up or your mom will be [C] mad.
I'm pretending [Em] that I'm too good for you
so [F] you can't see the worthless, [G] pathetic person I [C] am.
[Am] Better to seem like [F] an asshole [G] than what you are.
_ [C] [Am] The [Eb] billionth teenage [F] boy with social [G] problems to play the guitar.
[C] I'm [Am] not sure what I [F] want you [G] to say to [Am] me, but I know the look on [F] your face
[G] that I wanna [Am] see if home is where [G] the heart is.
[C] Then mine is [Am] the [G] cigarette.
_ [C] I'm gonna [G] drink until [D] these tears [Am] start to taste like the [C] cheap beer.
I'm gonna [G] drink tonight until [D] these [Am] tears start to taste like the [C] cheap [G] beer.
[E] _ [Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _
[Fm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [E] _ [F] _ [C] _ [G] _ [C] _
I'm [G] not you and [E] that's good [F] enough for [C] me.
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[Fm] [C] The [G] only [E] word that I [Fm] use is fuck [C] so you can [G] forget the [E] dictionary.
[Fm] _ [Cm] [G] I can't [E] tell what [Fm] question you're [C] asking.
[G] I don't [E] care, cause [F] now it's my [C] answer.
Another [Em] Saturday night [C] [G] against [E] everything on a [F] Saturday [C] night.
I'm bleeding [Em] in the next room.
[F] Let it happen cause [G] maybe the blood loss [C] will add to my high.
[E] I'm here beating up on [F] you cause I'm just drunk [G] enough to be sure that [C] I'm ready to [Am] die.
I [F] don't care that you [G] don't care [C] that I don't care.
[Am] The only [C] card game I know is strip [Am] solitaire.
If home is where the [G] heart [C] is, then [Am] I got evicted [G] this week.
[C] _ I'm gonna [G] drink until [D] these tears [Am] start to taste like the [C] cheap beer.
I'm [G] gonna drink tonight [D] until these tears start [Am] to taste like the [C] cheap beer.
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