Am G That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it? Em F Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it Am G Now I'm driving 'round on the boulevard trunk bleeding Em And every time the cops pull me over F They don't ever see them, they never see them Dm Em And I've got this black suit on Am G Dm Em Rollin' around like I'm ready for a funeral F G Am Five more miles till the road runs out Chorus: G I'm about to drive in the ocean Em F Imma try to swim from something bigger than me Am G So take off my shoes and swim good and swim good Em F Take off this suit and swim good and swim good That's some pretty big beats on my 808cc beatin' Memory seats that I'm sittin' on stay heated I tried to put tints on my windows, but what's the difference? When I feel like a ghost, no Shwayze Ever since I lost my baby And I've got this black suit on Rollin' around like I'm ready for a fune-ral One more mile till the road runs out Chorus I'm going off, don't try 'n stop me I'm going off, don't try saving No flares, no vest, no fear Waves are washing me Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm Dm Em F G |