Justin Courtney Pierre — Get Out Of The Woods

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Capo 2

[Intro Chorus]
D                G              Em
Get out of the woods, goddamnit
            Bm     A
This is my happy place
D             G        Em
Following nervous nature
                   Bm   A
Right down to the boulevard

D             G      Em
I'll never be altogether
                     Bm     A
Again, there's that book I read
D                G              Em
Get out of the woods, goddamnit
                  Bm       A
The krummholz is just in sight

[ Main Chorus 1]
D                G              Em
Get out of the woods, goddamnit
                  Bm     A
The heartbreak is palpable
D              G         Em
I'll never be excommunicated
              Bm       A
As long as I keep my head

[Bridge]
G               A
And I will be yours
       D          A       Bm
Every dead and darkening day
G            A
And I will ignore
         D          A          Bm
Every thought that gets in the way
  Em             A                    D
Illuminate the things we can't quite say

[Main Chorus 2]
D                G              Em
Get out of the woods, goddamnit
                    Bm     A
These beatings, we must survive
D          G         Em
Too much overanalyzing
            Bm     A
Return to elusive grey

D                G              Em
Get out of the woods, goddamnit
                   Bm     A
Like stardust, et sacré bleu
D             G    Em
In following intuition
                      Bm     A
The dead weight gets left behind

D             G            Em
Get of the woods, goddamnit
                   Bm     A
The tree line is just in sight
D             G            Em
Get of the woods, goddamnit
                  Bm     A      D
The tree line is just in sight

[Outro]
 D               G
Scratching that itch
                 Em            Bm       A
I'm sick of the mystic convalescent questions
D                       G
We used to breathe in uncomfortable things
          Em                             Bm             A
Because we were too afraid of what our feelings might bring
D                              G                    Em
When all of your favorite analogies are rooted in fallacy
             Bm     A          D
How could anything make less sense?
              G              Em
Seems like illusions often linger
     Bm            A      D                 G
S-s-s-snapping me out of sync on this uncomfortable ride
            Em                         Bm       A
Drinking strychnine and hoping, "Just keep me alive"
           D                  G                 Em
I fished a sad sick song of recovery out of hypocrisy
          Bm       A
While collecting bones
D                                 G
Flip me a couple of pills to get over the hill
            Em                         Bm      A
All these feelings gone sideways, you try to refill
         D             G                 Em
If the shadowy mitten fits well, take it off
              Bm         A
And chuck it over the bridge
         D                       G
We can always get lost, we can sometimes be found
           Em                        Bm       A
Like the scatter of seed spent on infertile ground
             D                         G
You're not waving at all, I'm still staring goodbye
       Em
I'm a memory, sober me up
  Bm       A            D                         G
Sh-sh-sh-shoulder the weight of everything that made us
          Em              Bm       A        D
We gotta form our own collective point of view
                                G
You used to live like you had nothing to prove
             Em                       Bm        A
Now you're upended in an instant by imagining moves
  D
Closing my mind, swimming in what I lack, I guess I'll

Just wait around till that knife hits my back