All Time Low

^D Time to lay claim to the evidence,
Fingerprints sold me out but,
^A our footprints washed away,
from the docks down town,
^Bm
it's been getting late for days,
^G and i think myself deserving ^D of,
a little time off.
^A We can kick it here for hours,
and just mouth off about the ^Bm world,
and how we know its going straight to ^G hell
pass me ^D another bottle honey,
the ^A Jager's so sweet,
but if it ^Bm keeps you around,
G(hold through "meet me on")
then i'm down.
(chorus)
Meet me on ^D Thame's street
I'll take you out though
^A i'm hardly i'm worth your time
in the ^Bm cold you look so fierce
but I'm warming ^G up
because the tension's like a fire
We'll hit ^D south broadway in a matter of minutes
like a ^A bad movie I'll drop a line
fall in the ^Bm grave I've been digging myself
but there's room for ^G two,
^G six feet under the ^D stars.
^D i should have known better
than to call you ^A out
(on a night like this,
a night like ^Bm this)
if not for you i know
i'd tear this place to the ^G ground
(but i'm alright like this,
alright like this)
^D i'm gunna roll the dice
before you ^A sober up
and get ^Bm gone,
I'm always ^G in over my head
Chorus X1
^D it's time to lay claim to the evidence
^A fingerprints sold me out but
our ^Bm footprints washed away
i'm ^G guilty but i'm
safe for one more day
^D Overdressed and under ^A age.
do you ^Bm really need to see an ID
this is embarrassing as ^G hell,
but i can cover for it so ^D well
^A when we're six feet under the ^D stars
Chorus X1
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Whoa-oh oh-ohh
Six feet under the stars