Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb Gm [Verse 1] Bb Gm Walking up to me expecting, walking up to me Bb Gm Expecting words, it happens all the time Bb Gm Present company accepted, present company Bb Gm Except the worst, it happens every night Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded every time Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, the best that you can find [Verse 2] Bb Gm Talking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk Bb Gm And living proof that sometimes friends are mean Bb Gm Present company expect it, present company Bb Gm Just laugh it off, it's better than it seems Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded every way Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, makes me want to stay [Verse 3] Bb Gm Killing it with close inspecting, killing it Bb Gm Can only make it worse, it sort of makes it breed Bb Gm Present company accepting, presently we all Bb Gm Expect the worst, works just like a need Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded in the night Bb Cm Gm Bb Gm Ah-ahh.......Present company, makes me wanna fight Bb Cm Gm Bb Cm Gm Ah-ahh..............Ah-ahh............ Bb Cm Gm Bb Cm Gm Aaaahh..............Ah-ahh............ [Bass drop] Bb Cm Gm Bb Cm Gm Bb Cm Gm Bb Cm Gm [Bridge/Outro] Bb Gm Don't you want me to wake up? Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made from make outs So give it just a little more time Bb Gm We've got to bring our results I wanna play it 'til the time comes But there's a string of divorces You go and throw your little hands up Bb Gm I miss the way the night comes With friends who always make it feel good This basement has a cold glow Though it's better than a bunch of others Bb Gm So go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Baby, they're arguments, the pieces Bb Gm It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show Work a little bit Bb Gm Every night's a different story It's a thirty car pile-up with you Everybody's getting younger It's the end of an era, it's true And you go Stop, stop, stop, stop Bb Gm Make me into bigger pieces It's as though he's home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true And it's a-go, Yeah, it's a-go And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best thing to do Bb Gm Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Maybe they're arguments, the pieces, Oh! Bb Gm We should try a little harder In the tedious march of the few Every day's a different warning There's a part of me hoping it's true