Dm A# We take sour sips from life's lush lips, Dm A# And we shake, shake, shake, the hips in relationships, Dm A# Stop by this disaster town, G A# You'll put your eyes to the sun and say: C Dm A# G A# C "I know you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding A# A Dm F And we might have started singing just a little soon A# A Dm F E We're throwing stones at a glass moon Chorus: Dm F A# G A# Woah, we're so miserable and stunning, Dm F A# A Woah, far from the genuinely cunning, woah Dm A# We keep the beat with your blistered feet, Dm A# We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing, Dm A# Slept through the weekend and dreaming, G A# C Of sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity Dm A# G A# Got postcards from my former self saying "How you been?" A# A Dm F We might have said goodbyes just a little soon -Stomp out this disaster town- A# A Dm F E Robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon Chorus -x2-: Dm F A# G A# Woah, we're so miserable and stunning, Dm F A# A Woah, far from the genuinely cunning, woah Dm It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche, When the pearls in our shells came out to dance, You call me a bad tipper of the cradle, Tired yawns for fawns on hunter’s lawns Dm F We’re the has-beens of husbands, G A# A Sharpening the knives of young wives, Dm F Take two years and call me when you're better, G A# A Take tears of mine, find yourself wetter Chorus -x2-: Dm F A# G A# Woah, we're so miserable and stunning, Dm F A# A Woah, far from the genuinely cunning, woah