Biography:
The Wonder Years is an American pop punk band from Lansdale, Pennsylvania, United States that formed in June 2005. Since their conception, they have released five full-length albums, two EPs, and several splits/compilations. The group is currently signed to Hopeless Records. Their name originates from a paper that lead vocalist, Dan 'Soupy' Campbell, read written by his after-school education teacher titled "The Wonder Years"
Current members
Matt Brasch – guitar, backing vocals
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Other songs:
- Came Out Swinging
- Cigarettes And Saints
- Dismantling Summer
- Don't Let Me Cave In
- Hey Thanks
- I Was Scared And I'm Sorry
- Local Man Ruins Everything
- Madelyn
- My Last Semester
- Passing Through A Screen Door
- The Bluest Things On Earth
- The Devil In My Bloodstream
- Woke Up Older
- You In January
- There, There
- A Song For Ernest Hemingway
- A Song For Patsy Cline
- All My Friends Are In Bar Bands
- An American Religion
- An Elegy For Baby Blue
- And Now Im Nothing
- Cardinals
- Christmas At 22
- Coffee Eyes
- Cul
- Devil In My Bloodstream
- Dont Let Me Cave In
- Everything I Own Fits In This Backpack
- Flowers Where Your Face Should Be
- Heavens Gate Sad And Sober
- Hey Julie
- Hoodie Weather
- I Dont Like Who I Was Then
- I Just Wanna Sell Out My Funeral
- I Wanted So Badly To Be Brave
- I Was Scared And Im Sorry
- I Wont Say The Lords Prayer
- It Must Get Lonely
- Its Never Sunny In South Philadelphia
- Ive Given You All
- Living Room Song
- Logan Circle
- Logan Circle A New Hope
- Me Vs The Highway
- Melrose Diner
- My Life As Rob Gordon
- New Years With Carl Weathers
- No Closer To Heaven
- Palm Reader
- Pyramids Of Salt
- Racing Trains
- Raining In Kyoto
- Sister Cities
- Slow Dancing With San Andreas
- Stained Glass Ceilings
- Suburbia
- Teenage Parents
- Thanks For The Ride
- The Bastards The Vultures The Wolves
- The Ghosts Of Right Now
- The Ocean Grew Hands To Hold Me
- The Orange Grove
- There There
- This Party Sucks
- Washington Square Park
- We Look Like Lightning
- When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong
- When The Blue Finally Came
- Wont Be Pathetic Forever
- You Made Me Want To Be A Saint
- Youre Not Salinger Get Over It
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[Verse]
D Em Bm
My airbag light's been on for weeks
G D
And I keep having dreams
Em Bm G
Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it.
D Em Bm
Patsy Cline came and sang to me.
G D
She told everybody
Em Bm G
That she knew she would die soon before she did.
Bm D G
I hear you cry on "Faded Love".
Bm D G
The air in August here's heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs.
Bm D G B A
Bm D Bm E F# G A
D Em Bm
My airbag light's been on for weeks
G D
And I can feel it mock me.
Em Bm G
It's bittersweet, like laughter through crooked teeth.
D Em Bm
I wanna move so far from everything
G D
That they can hear my heart beat
Em Bm G
And then break as I lay dying in the street.
Bm D G
They'll think the ice cracked at the lake.
Bm D G
They'll think a tire blew out and a car crashed on the interstate.
[Chorus]
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A Bm G
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday.
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A G Em F# G
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery.
[Bridge]
Bm D Bm G
Bm D Bm Em F# G A
Bm D Bm Em F# G A
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Bm D Bm G
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Em F# A G
So when my vocal chords rip,
Em F# G
So when my knees give in,
Em D A G
So when I bury all of this,
Em F#
Who's gonna give a shit
G
If I'm breathing?
[Chorus]
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A Bm G
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday.
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A G Em F# G
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery.
[Outro]
Bm D
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
G Em F# G A
My airbag light's been on for weeks.
Bm D
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
G Em F# G A
My airbag light's been on for weeks.
D Em Bm
My airbag light's been on for weeks
G D
And I keep having dreams
Em Bm G
Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it.
D Em Bm
Patsy Cline came and sang to me.
G D
She told everybody
Em Bm G
That she knew she would die soon before she did.
Bm D G
I hear you cry on "Faded Love".
Bm D G
The air in August here's heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs.
Bm D G B A
Bm D Bm E F# G A
D Em Bm
My airbag light's been on for weeks
G D
And I can feel it mock me.
Em Bm G
It's bittersweet, like laughter through crooked teeth.
D Em Bm
I wanna move so far from everything
G D
That they can hear my heart beat
Em Bm G
And then break as I lay dying in the street.
Bm D G
They'll think the ice cracked at the lake.
Bm D G
They'll think a tire blew out and a car crashed on the interstate.
[Chorus]
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A Bm G
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday.
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A G Em F# G
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery.
[Bridge]
Bm D Bm G
Bm D Bm Em F# G A
Bm D Bm Em F# G A
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Bm D Bm G
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Em F# A G
So when my vocal chords rip,
Em F# G
So when my knees give in,
Em D A G
So when I bury all of this,
Em F#
Who's gonna give a shit
G
If I'm breathing?
[Chorus]
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A Bm G
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday.
D A G
It's hard to watch you walk away.
D A G Em F# G
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery.
[Outro]
Bm D
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
G Em F# G A
My airbag light's been on for weeks.
Bm D
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
G Em F# G A
My airbag light's been on for weeks.
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