G C I walk like a burned out porn star G C With aching feet for a car G C G My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star C Makes me appreciate how the little things are G C But crossing the road isn't easily told G C G To a young, has-been centerfold C Labeled a winner's episode Yeah, I'm really clean if you know what I mean Except for this reoccurring dream Of losing total feeling While the windmill's squealing The windmill's squealing G C I paint to kill the dead saints G C I paint to make it clear G C My colors run in blue and gray G C But they give hope to someone dear Yeah, yeah, yeah, 2 AM lovesick With a walking pneumonia drum-kick And this candle doesn't have a wick But I'm really not that scared G C G No, I'm not that scared I walk like a burned out porn star With aching feet for a car My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star Makes me appreciate how the little things are | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC G |