Remove AdsCAPO: 3rd FRET
INTRO:
B B C
B B C
VERSE:
B BRipped-up jeans and faded Chuck Taylors
CHead full of dreams and mouth like a sailor
B BQuit the Highschool team, they called me a failure
CBut, I was finding my way
B BStraight out of that town, onto something bigger
CGuitar case all covered in stickers
B BFound a little pink house for the band and we figured we're
C Gonna make it someday
CHORUS:
B BMaybe I don’t hang out with the in-crowd
CYou never heard all the songs I play loud
B BI tell jokes with off-color punch lines
C B My smoke, might get you a little too high
BThey said it would hold me back
C GmBut it’s brought me the farthest
BYou can call me left of center
B CThe last time I checked
B B CThat’s right where the heart is
VERSE:
B BI follow my own beat, don’t care if it’s different
CKeep doing my thing, try to be what’s missing
B BIn a town that’ll make you wanna feel like quittin’ when
CYou don’t sound like the same old same
CHORUS:
B BMaybe I don’t hang out with the in-crowd
CYou never heard all the songs I play loud
B BI tell jokes with off-color punch lines
C B My smoke, might get you a little too high
BThey said it would hold me back
C GmBut it’s brought me the farthest
BYou can call me left of center
B CThe last time I checked
B B CThat’s right where the heart is
B Gm CThat’s right where the heart is
CHORUS:
B BMaybe I don’t hang out with the in-crowd
CYou never heard all the songs I play loud
B BI tell jokes with off-color punch lines
C B My smoke, might get you a little too high
BThey said it would hold me back
C GmBut it’s brought me the farthest
BSo you can call me left of center
B CThe last time I checked
B B CThat’s right where my heart is
B B CThat’s right where my heart is
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