James Ivy - Staring Contest

                [Intro]
D  Bm  G  A
D  Bm  G  A
D  Bm  G  A
F#m  Bm  G  A
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[Verse 1]
D        Bm       G       A
Staring contest with the sun
D            Bm    G       A
You’re not joking with me much
      D        Bm        G        A
These days it all just seems so rough
D         Bm             G   A
Maybe I haven’t been enough
D        Bm       G       A
Staring contest with the sun
D        Bm     G       A
We got used to having fun
      D        Bm       G        A
These days it all just seems so dumb
  D     Bm       G   A
Indifferent and numb
 
 
[Chorus]
D          Bm      G        A
Drinking whiskey that you bought me
    D         Bm        G         A
And I tried everything that you taught me
D         Bm     G           A
Piles of dirty laundry in my closet
      F#m              Bm                G          A
These quarters in my pockets feel like rocks in a quarry
 
 
[Instrumental]
D  Bm  G  A
D  Bm  G  A
D  Bm  G  A
D  Bm  G  A
 
 
[Verse 2]
D         Bm     G        A
Staring contest with the moon
D        Bm     G    A
Wake up in the afternoon
      D         Bm   G        A
These days I’m in a terrible mood
         D             Bm         G  A
But I’ll always fake a smile for you
D         Bm         G       A
Staring contest with you in bed
D        Bm        G      A
Tracing your face in my head
       D       Bm       G       A
These days I hate when you get upset
        D             Bm        G   A
There’s nothing I can Do about it
 
 
[Chorus]
D          Bm      G        A
Drinking whiskey that you bought me
    D         Bm        G         A
And I tried everything that you taught me
D         Bm     G           A
Piles of dirty laundry in my closet
      F#m              Bm                G          A
These quarters in my pockets feel like rocks in a quarry
 
 
[Outro]
G                      A
You’re not here but I’m
            F#m
In your pocket
      Bm          D       A
And you’re always on my mind
G                               A
Caught in the corner of your eye
F#m         Bm           G
You’re not here but I’m
        Bm
In your pocket
                G       A
And you’re always on my mind
G                           A
Caught in the corner of your eye
                     F#m
Like a picture in a locket
  Bm            D    A
I’ll stare until I Go blind
 
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