Lirik dan Chord Lagu Matchbox - Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Lagu tersebut dimuat sebagai trek keenam dalam album mereka yang bertajuk How to: Friend, Love, Freefall.

Album yang berisikan 13 trek tersebut dirilis secara resmi pada 2018 melalui label Elektra Records.

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu “Matchbox” dari Rainbow Kitten Surprise:

[Verse 1]

 G

I'm a master of Matchbox guitar sessions

 G

You're a master of passive-aggressive magic tricks

       G                     Bm                              G                       C

Like, that's not a card that I would've picked but it's your life to live like how you'd like to live

             G

You're the type of cool that likes to talk a lot

          G

I'm the type of fool to listen

             G                 Bm                        G

They say a wise man lends his ears but not his thoughts often

                     N.C.

The same is true of undercover cops

[Verse 2]

          G                       Em

And the undercover bubbler got me doubly high as heaven

       G                            C

We're still under the radar, seven billion on the planet

         G

Wading straight to the moon

      Em

Salutations to Apollo

          G                      C

While the Mission To Mars is surely soon to follow

         G                 Em

And you bit my lip when I kissed you

           G                             C

I bit my tongue not to tell you that I miss you

                Em                               D

We shared my blood for an instant and I would trade some more to have it back

 G                   C                   C

Yeah I would trade all of this for that

[Verse 3]

             G                Em                     G                           C

I'm in the back of a fifteen passenger van doing an expose on feelings I don't fully understand

           G                Em

Started a Matchbox guitar slow jam

     G                          C

With hope just as large as the room in my car

    G                         Em                         G                          C

My career went as far as the can that I kicked down the road for awhile until I'm just settled in

  G                           Em

Hold it for change from charitable donors like

  G                    C

Excuse me sir, miss could you spare a moment to...

[Verse 4]

  G

SUPPORT LOCAL SUPPORT LOCAL

   Em

I know I should've been more vocal

  G

Sure, I could've been more social

            C

I've been hanging out it's a short rope though

       G                                    Em

It's been awhile I should've wrote but I'm going postal

      Em

I'm GOING POSTAL

      D

I've been coasting

                   C                     G

I've been coping okay for the most part

 [Chorus]

G                  Em

Everybody I know wants to be a star

 G                        C

Just above the atmosphere flying high

  G                      Em

Just above the average fear to try

    D                            C              G

Keeping me grounded, holding me down for miles

  G                Em

Everybody I know wants the gleam

   G                             C

In designer tops and ten dollar magazines

 G                    Em             D

Infatuated with the beams, you go crazy when I speak

      C

Aggravated when I say what I mean

           C

I mean, I mean

[Verse 5]

 N.C.

You see, is that

        G

I'm a master of Matchbox guitar sessions

           G

You're a master of passive aggressive magic tricks

        G                       Bm                         G                       N.C.

Like: that's not the card that I would've picked but it's your life to live like you'd like to live

           G                    Em

You're the master of Matlock lock picking lessons

          G                             C

I'm the asshole who keeps laughing at our predicaments

        G                     Em

Like this ain't the life that I should've picked

                D                      C

But it's the cards we're dealt we play with

      G

Shit