Tom: G Intro: G - C9 - G - C9 - G C9 G When I was in grade six C9 G I used to hold open the door for a girl and she called me a wimp C C/B - Am G She said there just isn't no need to be so fucking polite C C/B - Am G I politely agreed with her I think she was right Am G It just never entered my mind Am G C - C/B - Am - G That a twelve year old came down to choosing sides (with fill 1) C9 - G You said that I'd die if I had nothing to do C9 G Put a drink in my hand and I'd talk to anything that moves C C/B Am G I just refused to give you what you think would make things right C C/B Am G And just to find hate when you've lost the will to fight fill 1 e--------------10-----------3----3----3-----7------7-----7----------- b-------8-10-8----10b11-8---3----1----0-------8--------8------------- g----10-----------------------------------------9----7--------------- d-------------------------------------------------------------------- a-------------------------------------------------------------------- e-------------------------------------------------------------------- Am G And would it be really in touch with the times Am G C - C/B - Am - G To put somebody down by choosing sides CHORUS C D And she said show us them teeth give us them braces C D Show us that dental work that puts fear in twelve year old D - D/C# - C faces G Am C/B C C/B - Am I could make you feel even half worthwhile just please don't ask me G to smile (with fill 2) C9 - G And times when it still feels right C9 G I hold open the door for a girl or back down from a fight C C/B - Am G If there just isn't no need to be so fucking polite C C/B Am G At least it helps us sleep easier at night fill 2 e--------------10-----------3---3---------7-----7-------7--8h7------- b-------8-10-8----10b11-8---3---0-------8-----8---8---8--------8----- g----10-------------------------------9-------------7---------------- d-------------------------------------------------------------------- a-------------------------------------------------------------------- e-------------------------------------------------------------------- Am G It just never enters my mind Am G That ever should come down to choosing sides REPEAT CHORUS G Am C/B C I could prove to you that a doer don't get hurt C C/B Am C G Just please don't ask me to smile