Verse 1: B Gb Gb6 Gb I called you B B6sus2 Bsus2 But I'd run out of words B Db Dbsus4 Db So I stared at the plastic B Gb Gb6 Gbsus2 Gb Collidin' with dirt B Gb Gb6 Gb At the fast food B B6sus2 Bsus2 Sign out in Leb B Db Dbsus4 Db I prepared for the warfare B Gb Gb6 Gbsus2 Gb With the voice in my head Pre-chorus: Ebm Gb Gb6 And I thought it was strange B How the letters were placed Ebm Gb How the hiring sign B Bsus2 Seemed to laugh in my face Ebm Gb B And if you were here, you'd make a joke of it Ebm Gb B I'm alone, getting lost in the scope of it (nc) And I see you drive in Chorus: (nc) Gb B Gb And your love is like an open flame Ebm B Gb I'm a running car, and you're a closed garage Gb B Gb Someone once told us there's a world out thеre Ebm B Gb But we don't care enough to drive that far Gb B Gb It's been a damn near perfect day Ebm B Gb Just getting high at the outlet mall Gb B Gb Most people grow up and they move away Ebm B Gb But you don't care, and I don't mind at all Interlude: Gb Verse 2: Gb B Gb I got the car, you got the bag Db Gb Gb a handwritten note left from mom and dad B Police scanner bouncing on the dash Db Gb Cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash B Gb I had the brains for a city job Db Gb Gb But you got the taste of a county cop B Pack of cigarettes and a round of golf Db Gb Make a livin' workin' for the paid time off Pre-chorus: Ebm Gb Such simple lines B They drew to make this place Ebm Gb In the interest of time B We got a whole lot to waste Chorus: Gb B Gb And your love is like an open flame Ebm B Gb I'm a running car, you're a closed garage Gb B Gb Someone once said there's a world out thеre Ebm B Gb But we don't care enough to drive that far Gb B Gb It's been a damn near perfect day Ebm B Gb Just getting high at the outlet mall Gb B Gb People grow and they move away Ebm B Gb But you don't care, and I don't mind at all Post-chorus: Ebm B Gb You don't care, and I don't mind at all Bridge: Gb Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm B Gb Hmm-mm-mm-mm Db Hmm-mm-mm-mm Gb Gb Hmm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm B Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm-mm Db Gb Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Gb Hmm-mm-mm-mm, hmm B Gb Hmm-mm-mm-mm Db Hmm-mm-mm-mm Gb Gb Hmm-mm, hmm, hmm-mm B Hmm-mm-mm, hmm-mm-mm-mm Db Gb Hmm-mm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm, hmm, hmm Outro: Gb B Gb I got the car, you got the bag Db Gb Gb a handwritten note left from mom and dad B a police scanner bouncing on the dash B Db Gb a cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash B Gb I had the brains for that city job Db Gb Gb But you got the taste of a county cop B Pack of cigarettes and a round of golf B Db Gb Make a livin' workin' for the paid time off This arrangement is its contributor’s own interpretation, shared for private study, education and non-commercial use. The underlying song, lyrics and music remain the property of their copyright owners. To request removal, see Legal & Copyright.
8 ukulele chords used in "Paid Time Off" by Noah Kahan: B, Bsus2, Db, Dbsus4, Ebm, Gb, Gbsus2 and Gb6
