Bm F# I get sick of sunshine, on my perfect skin A E Vapid conversation, giving me head-spins Bm F# Driving down Mulholland, closing both my eyes A E 'Cause they say you get more famous when you die G And everyone seems fine F# Am I losing my mind? Chorus: Bm F# I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of L.A A Where the real thing comes as often, as the E California rain Bm F# I got all these legal toxins in my blood and in my brain A E I keep saying that I'm leaving but it doesn't work that way I can't feel my heartbeat way up in the Hills Burning down my mansion, didn't write a will Front row at my funeral, crocodile tears Came here for the weekend, but I haven't left in years (Is that weird?) Chorus Bm F# Can I be young forever? A E Would it be fun, forever? Bm F# Can I be young forever? A E Would it be fun, forever? Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am E F# G Bm |