Song: Pedestrian At Best

Band: Courtney Barnett
Composed By: Holly Knight

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Intro:

F#   F  F#  F  F#  (slide from F to F#)



    

F#    E   D#     C#

Verse

F#
I love you, I hate you, I'm on the fence, it all depends
F#
Whether I'm up or down, I'm on the mend, transcending all reality
F#
I like you, despise you, admire you
F#
What are we gonna do when everything all falls through?
F#
I must confess, I've made a mess of what should be a small success
F#
But I digress, at least I've tried my very best, I guess
F#
This, that, the other, why even bother?
F#     F#    E   D#     C#
It won't be with me on my deathbed, but I'll still be in your head



    

[Chorus]
F#                            A         B                 F#    A      B
Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
F#                         A          B                 F#    A      B
Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
F#                               A                  B       F#    A      B
Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
F#                         A       B              A#m7
I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

  
F#            F#    E   D#     C#
Verse 2
F#
It's scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the idea
F#
It's all a shifting dream, bittersweet philosophy
F#
I've got no idea how I even got here
F#
I'm resentful, I'm having an existential time crisis
F#
Want bliss, daylight savings won't fix this mess
F#
Under-worked and over-sexed, I must express my disinterest
F#       F#    E   D#     C#
The rats are back inside my head, what would Freud have said?


CHORUS

Verse 3
F#
I wanna wash out my head with turpentine, cyanide
F#
I decide this internal diatribe
F#
When I try to catch you right, I hate seeing you cry
F#
In the kitchen, I don't know why it affects me like this
F#
When you're not even mine to consider
F#
Erroneous, harmonious, I'm hardly sanctimonious
F#
Dirty clothes, I suppose we all outgrow ourselves
F#
I'm a fake, I'm a phony, I'm awake, I'm alone
F#
I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio

CHORUS

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I love you, I hate you, I'm on the fence, it all depends
Whether I'm up or down, I'm on the mend, transcending all reality
I like you, despise you, admire you
What are we gonna do when everything all falls through?
I must confess, I've made a mess of what should be a small success
But I digress, at least I've tried my very best, I guess
This, that, the other, why even bother?
It won't be with me on my deathbed, but I'll still be in your head

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

My internal monologue is saturated analog
It's scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the idea
It's all a shifting dream, bittersweet philosophy
I've got no idea how I even got here
I'm resentful, I'm having an existential time crisis
Want bliss, daylight savings won't fix this mess
Under-worked and over-sexed, I must express my disinterest
The rats are back inside my head, what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine, cyanide
I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your eye
I hate seeing you cry in the kitchen
I don't know why it affects me like this
When you're not even mine to consider
Erroneous, harmonious, I'm hardly sanctimonious
Dirty clothes, I suppose we all outgrow ourselves
I'm a fake, I'm a phoney, I'm awake, I'm alone
I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

View Albums that This Song Appears On...

  • Sometimes I Sit and Think, And Sometimes I Just Sit.

    Genre: Pop/Rock Label: Mom + Pop Music Song Duration on Album: 3:50 Album Duration: 43:29

    Release Date: March 23, 2015

    Moods: Earnest, Freewheeling, Organic, Rollicking, Sophisticated, Confident, Druggy, Meandering, Passionate, Searching, Sentimental, Sprawling, Weary, Plaintive

    Styles: Alternative Singer/Songwriter, Alternative/Indie Rock

    Themes: Hanging Out, Road Trip, Late Night, Reflection, The Creative Side, Empowering, Youth, Friendship

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