Biography:
Real Friends is an American pop punk band from Tinley Park, Illinois, United States. To date, the band has released six EPs and three studio albums. The band is currently signed to Fearless Records. The band released their third studio album Composure on July 13, 2018.
In the fall of 2010 bassist Kyle Fasel "wasn't happy" with the music he was working on and wished to start over. Fasel called lead guitarist Dave Knox and the pair soon started talking about the goals they wished to achieve.
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Other songs:
- I've Given Up On You
- Ive Given Up On You
- Alexander Supertramp
- Anchor Down
- Cheap Talk And Eager Lies
- Colder Quicker
- Cover You Up
- Dead
- Dirty Water
- Empty Picture Frames
- Floorboards
- From The Outside
- Get By
- I Dont Love You Anymore
- Island
- Ive Never Been Home
- Late Nights In My Car
- Loose Ends
- Mess
- More Acoustic Songs
- Old Book
- Short Song
- Sixteen
- Skeletons
- Smiling On The Surface
- Stand Steady
- Stay In One Place
- Summer
- To My Old Self
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"Dead" by Real Friends
Put Yourself Back Together (2013)
[Listen to the song here: http://goo.gl/qzQAiF]
[Tabbed by thewickedrobot]
Tuning: Half Step Down
A C#m Bm
Spit in my face, tell me I didn't mean what I said
A C#m Bm
I'll take those words with me when I'm dead
A E Bm
Open your mouth and contradict everything you said last summer
A C#m Bm
I don't even know you anymore, anymore
E, A, E, A F#m G#m
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
A F#m E C#m
Maybe I'll run away from home, fake my own death and see if you really care
E A
A week goes by, I doubt you'll be waiting around for me at all
C#m
No matter how many times I walk up my driveway, you won't be there
E A
You're nowhere to be found because everything you said was a lie
E, A, E, A F#m G#m
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
E, A, E, A
A E
You wanted me when I was running away
A
I needed you when I ripped your heart out
E
I can't count the times we fell apart
A
We can't go back, it's not the same
E
We can't go back, it's not the same
A
We can't go back, it's not the same
E F#m
We can't go back, it's not the--
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
A C#m Bm
When something's fallen apart as many times as us
A C#m Bm
I can't put it back together, it's not the same
Put Yourself Back Together (2013)
[Listen to the song here: http://goo.gl/qzQAiF]
[Tabbed by thewickedrobot]
Tuning: Half Step Down
A C#m Bm
Spit in my face, tell me I didn't mean what I said
A C#m Bm
I'll take those words with me when I'm dead
A E Bm
Open your mouth and contradict everything you said last summer
A C#m Bm
I don't even know you anymore, anymore
E, A, E, A F#m G#m
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
A F#m E C#m
Maybe I'll run away from home, fake my own death and see if you really care
E A
A week goes by, I doubt you'll be waiting around for me at all
C#m
No matter how many times I walk up my driveway, you won't be there
E A
You're nowhere to be found because everything you said was a lie
E, A, E, A F#m G#m
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
E, A, E, A
A E
You wanted me when I was running away
A
I needed you when I ripped your heart out
E
I can't count the times we fell apart
A
We can't go back, it's not the same
E
We can't go back, it's not the same
A
We can't go back, it's not the same
E F#m
We can't go back, it's not the--
E F#m C#m A
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
E F#m
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
C#m A E
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
E C#m A E
You'll be thinking of me
A C#m Bm
When something's fallen apart as many times as us
A C#m Bm
I can't put it back together, it's not the same
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