Dead Poets Honor Ukulele tab

	  
Intro: E F# G#m B 

Verse: 

   E                F#        G#m            B 
I wish that I could say, “I’m giving you my best.”  
        E               F#            G#m             B 
To the people that I’m closest to this is my first collapse.  
             E        F#             G#m        B 
I spent the last few years trying to figure it out.  
            E                  F#                   G#m          B 
It left me hung up with lines like love first times, I hate the sound. 

Interlude: E F# G#m B 

Verse: 

   E                         
A sunny California has quaked to the rain,  
        G#m                          F#                E 
sun is sleeping in the ocean with a novelty tee that reads,  
                                        G#m 
“Fuck the stars. You know who you are.” 
             F# 
You know who you are. 


           B                  B/Bb       B      E 
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.  
                   G#m               F#                E 
Eyes closed, and I can’t stand this place that we’re from.  
                   G#m               F#                E 
Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done.  
                E   F# 
(It’s all I’ve got.) 

Verse: 

G#m                F#        E 
The lonely writer writes himself to sleep tonight  
       B                             F#               
and if he can’t stay the same maybe you’re the one to blame.  
E     F#  G#m                  F#      E 
I’ve seen everything I want inside of everything I’m not,  
          B                         F# 
inside a small northern town where she’s too often found. 
  

           B                  B/Bb       B      E 
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.  
                          B                                 B/Bb           B 
Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my punches it’s just some nights I can’t win.  
         E                                      
I’m now writing for closure and slowly learning to live  
      G#m               F#               E 
and I can’t stand this place that we’re from.  
                   G#m               F#               E 
Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done.  
E 
It’s all I’ve got. 

Interlude: E F# G#m B 

Bridge 

E      F#           G#m             B 
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. 
E      F#           G#m             B 
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. 
E      F#           G#m             B              E F# G#m B 
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love. 


           B                                    E 
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.  
                          B                                 B/Bb           B              
Eyes closed, and I’m not pulling my punches it’s just some nights I can’t win.  
         E                                      
I’m now writing for closure and slowly learning to live  
      G#m               F#               E 
and I can’t stand this place that we’re from.  
                   G#m               F#               E 
Take a shot and I can’t stand these things that I’ve done.