B, Bro Brocean - Road Sodas chords and lyrics for guitar, piano, ukulele

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Road Sodas

Song: Road Sodas
Artist: Bro Brocean
Album: Fresh Wax



[Intro]

(bass only)

C#   A#m   F#   G#   C#



[Verse]

C#
  Haven't seen you for a month
       A#m
And it honestly wasn't so bad
    F#              G#                                C#
For once, I had the chance to spend some time with my hand


        C#
And you rant and you rave on the phone to me for days
      A#m
About how this weekend's gonna be great
   F#                            G#                             C#
It seems that seeing me reminded you that you're supposed to be mad


      C#
I said, "Ok, so now I'm the asshole?"
    A#m
You said "That was always the case"
      F#           G#                   C#
Alright, I guess I can't argue with the facts



[Pre-chorus]

            F#
So will you cut me some slack?
       F#/G                   C#
I just sat through 3 hours of traffic
            A#
And I had a lot to drink on the way
F#                      G#
  Forgive my incoherent thoughts
                 C#
I just wanted to say



[Chorus]

                    C#
I'm not addicted to love
                     A#
I'm just addicted to novelty
                       F#
And you're addicted to having me
    G#             C#
Within your fingers reach


                        C#
And I'm a dick when I'm drunk
                    A#
To everyone who has love for me
                         F#
I'm spewing out these philosophies
     G#              C#
That I don't truly believe


C#
  Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
A#
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
F#              G#
  Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
C#
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah


C#
  Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
A#
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
F#              G#
  Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
C#
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah



[Verse]

                     C#
You tell me you don't think I wanna be here
        A#
I say I do, I do, I do
                    F#
But to tell you the truth
                G#                C#
You smacked the nail right on the head


              C#
Cause I've got better things to do
             A#
Like pick my belly-button lint
                                         F#
Or trim my fingernails in the bathroom at 4am
      G#                C#
Going clickety clickety click



[Chorus]

                    C#
I'm not addicted to love
                     A#
I'm just addicted to novelty
                       F#
And you're addicted to having me
    G#             C#
Within your fingers reach


                        C#
And I'm a dick when I'm drunk
                    A#
To everyone who has love for me
                         F#
I'm spewing out these philosophies
     G#              C#
That I don't truly believe


                    C#
Are you addicted to love
                   A#
Or you addicted to punishment
                  F#                      G#
Because I get the vibe that you're only alright
                  C#
If your hearts broken


                        C#
And I'm a dick when I'm drunk
                A#
But I never had bad intent
                           F#
Sometimes it's fun just to fight
                       G#                    C#
Don't worry, I'll be alright in the morning



[Verse]

                         C#
I only love you for your butt
F#                           C#             F#
  But I know you love me for other things
             A#m
I don't know what
F#                                   C#
  Sometimes I think that you're just buttering me up
             F#   N.C.
Buttering me up!


                       C#
You claim to be an old soul
F#                              C#             F#
  But you got the attitude of a spoiled child
             A#m
I don't know why
F#                         C#
  It makes me wanna grow a pair of wings and fly away
F#  N.C.
 Fly away



[Guitar solo]

C#   F#   C#   F#   A#m   F#   C#   F#  N.C.
                                    Fly away


C#   F#   C#   F#   A#m   F#   C#   F#  N.C.
                                    Fly away