E C#m A E C#m A
E C#m A E C#m A


[Verse 1]
E                           C#m           A
When I think of high school years all the faces are not airbrushed
   E                                C#m                          A
In fact they're probably far more grotesque than real life as it were
E              C#m                       A
But that's not too surprising 'cause the memories they tend to
   E                       C#m                         A
Distort and if you want a report I'll hand it in yesterday


[Chorus]
Bm                  F#m
Take me to a higher place
C#m                G#m
Fractions and your feelings
        B
And the cops put a stop to all of our plots
    B
The way that they walk and the way that they talk you grow
A                       E
down           you grow down             grow
A                       E
down           you grow down
F#m
Memories define the mind's DJ            so come along honey and let me say that's what I'm
B
On About

E C#m A E C#m A


[Verse 2]
E                    C#m          A
Yes we all evolve in haste it's a race you never finish
    E                          C#m                      A
The grace does not diminish the pace until the game is over
   E                          C#m         A
Of course you're deeper than a team but I hear the same chatter
       E                         C#m                                  A
You're just the same matter I've known with a few more years on your face


[Chorus]
Bm                  F#m
Take me to a higher place
C#m                G#m
Fractions and your feelings
        B
And the cops put a stop to all of our plots
    B
The way that they walk and the way that they talk you grow
A                       E
down           you grow down             grow
A                       E
down           you grow down


[Outro]
A E A E F#m

B
I hope I never see it I know I want it let me go