Intro
D D/F# D/G (x4) 
 
Verse
                    D        D/F#     D/G       D     D/F#    D/G 
Let the day roll in, let the day roll out 
              D                 D/F#          D/G        D 
Let the robot transport me from Clayton to my house 
D/F#    D/G       D   D/F#    D/G       D      D/F#   D/G 
Let the shit roll in, let the shit roll out 
                      D                 D/F#                 D/G     D/F#   D/G 
Because I'm goddamned bound to stick it out with my survival pals  
 
Verse
                   D       D/F# 
Let the shit crash down 
        D/G        D       D/F# 
Let the shit crash down 
        D/G     D              D/F#   D/G     D 
Let the servers giggle, holler and ignore the sound 
       A            A/Ab       G 
And at 2 AM I'll be closing up alone 
 
Chorus
D       Bm                                          D 
Today I played my first show in, like, twenty-seven days 
          G                                 D 
Or got my ass kicked in, like, twenty-seven ways 
                Bm                  D                      G 
No matter which way it goes, at the end of the day I gotta change my clothes 
Em            Em/Eb                     D               G                 D    D/F#  D/G 
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do.... Or else 
 
Verse
                          D                       D/F#           D/G 
I'll just think about the shows I've played while forgetting all traces 
       D                       D/F#       D/G 
Of the people, the places, the music, the faces 
     D                                  D/F#  D/G 
When we could talk in present tense without being complacent 
     D                               D/F#          D/G 
When we could be more honest without being f*cking wasted 
     D      D/F# 
Man, shit.  
          D/G 
I let the shit roll in. 
       A            A/Ab       G              Em 
And at two AM, I'll always be alone inside an empty home 
 
Chorus
D       Bm                                          D 
Today I played my first show in, like, twenty-seven days 
          G                                 D 
Or got my ass kicked in, like, twenty-seven ways 
                Bm                  D                      G 
No matter which way it goes, at the end of the day I gotta change my clothes 
Em            Em/Eb                     D               G                 D 
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do 
 
Bridge
D                                Bm 
Do you think I want to be this way? 
D                                G 
Do you think I want to be this way? 
D                          Bm 
Hey, don't you know that I've had better days 
           D                        G 
But we've all had worse and we've all felt hurt so 
 
Chorus
Em            Em/Eb                     D               G                 D 
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do 
 
Bridge
D                          Bbdim                                Bm 
To get the past out of my head, to stop replaying shit I've said 
                                              G 
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night 
D                          Bbdim                                Bm 
To get the past out of my head, to stop replaying shit I've said 
                                              G 
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night 
G 
Leave the pit, giving pizza to the homeless 
        D 
Show up late at the bar, the drunks are talking about politics 
G                                    D 
I'm not really digging the idea of driving 15 hours at 8 AM 
 
Outro
    G     D A D Abdim 
And go to sleep 
    G     D A D Abdim 
And go to sleep