4 Chords used in the song: G, Eb, Bb, D
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Intro:
G x4
G
Cut it out -
Eb
Your self-inflicted pain
Bb
is getting too routine
D
the crowds are catching on -
G
to the self-inflicted song
Eb
Well, here we go again -
Bb
the art of acting weak
D
Fall in love to fail -
G
to boost your CD sales
Eb
And that CD sells -
Bb
yeah, what a hit
D
You've got to repeat it, you gotta' sink to swim.
Eb
If at first you don't succeed
D
you gotta recreate your misery
Bb
'cause we all know art is hard
D
young artists have gotta starve
Eb
Try, and fail, and try again
D
the comforts of repetition
Bb
Keep churning out those hits
D
'til it's all the same old shit
G x4
G
Oh, a second verse!
Eb
Well, color me fatigued
Bb
I'm hiding in the leaves
D
in the CD jacket sleeves
G
tired of entertaining
Eb
some double-dipped meaning
Bb
a soft serve analogy
D
This drunken angry slur
G
in thirty-one flavors
G
You gotta' sink to swim
G
immerse yourself in rejection
G
regurgitate some sorry tale
G
about a boy who sells his love affairs
G
You gotta' fake the pain
G
you better make it sting
G
you're gonna' break a leg
G
when you get on stage
G
and they scream your name
G
"Oh, Cursive is so cool!"
Eb, D, Bb, D
Eb
You gotta sink to swim
D
impersonate greater persons
Bb
'cause we all know art is hard
D
when we don't know who we are
Eb, D, Eb, D x2
End on Eb
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About this song: Art Is Hard
Lyrcs: Cut it out Your self-inflicted pain Is getting too routine The crowds are catching on To the self-afflicted song So here we go again: The art of acting weak Fall in love to fail To boost your CD sales And that CD sells Yeah, what a hit You've got to repeat it You've got to sink to swim First you don't, you don't succeed You've got to recreate your misery You all know art is hard Young artists have got to starve Try and fail and try again The comforts of repetition Keep churning out those hits