Part Of The Band Chords by The 1975

[Intro]
F C
 
[Verse 1]
Bb                  F         
She was part of the Air Force, 
                  C
I was part of the band
                 Dm      
I always used to bust 
             Bb F C Dm
into her hand 
Bb          F       C     Dm
 In my, my, my imagination
Bb              F          
I was living my best life, 
               C 
living with my parents
               Dm               
Way before the paying penance 
                      Bb F C
and verbal propellants 
Bb           F        C
 And my, my, my cancellation, 

 hm, yeah
 
 
[Instrumental]
Bb F C Dm
Bb F C
 
 
[Verse 2]
     Bb                    F
And I fell in love with a boy, 

it was kinda lame
C                  Dm       
 I was Rimbaud and he was 
              Bb F C
 Paul Verlaine 
Bb           F       C
 In my, my, my imagination
Bb                   F             C
 So many cringes and heroin binges,
      C                 
I was coming off the hinges, 
Dm
living on the fringes
  Bb        F       C
Of my, my, my imagination, 

oh, yeah
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm Bb  C
     Enough about me now
Gm Bb            C
     "You gotta talk about 

    the people, baby"
Gm Bb C
      But that's kind of the idea
 
 
[Chorus]
Dm                 C
At home, somewhere I don't like
Bb                   F
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Bb                        A
Coming to her lookalikes
Dm              C
I can't get the language right
     Bb               F        Bb  F C F
Just tell me what's unladylike
 
 
[Verse 3]
            Bb         
I know some Vaccinista 
F               C 
tote bag chic baristas
                      
Sitting in east on their 
Dm
communista keisters
Bb        F               C
 Writing about their ejaculations
           Bb        
"I like my men like 
          F
I like my coffee
            C              
Full of soy milk and so sweet, 
           Dm
it won't offend anybody"
      Bb            F     
Whilst staining the pages 
       C      F
of the nation, oh, yeah
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm Bb  C
     A Xanax and a Newport
Gm Bb             C                
     "Well I take care of my kids", 
         Gm Bb C
she said
 
 
[Chorus]
    Dm              C
The worst inside of us begets 
     Bb              F
That feeling on the internet
     Bb
It's like someone intended it 
      C           A
(Like advertising cigarettes)
  Dm             C
A diamond in the rough begets 
Bb                 F      Bb      C
The diamond with a scruff you get
 
 
[Instrumental Bridge]
Bb F
Bb F  C
Bb F C Dm
Bb F C
Bb F C Dm
Bb F C F
 
 
[Outro]
    Bb               
Am I ironically woke? 
    F
The butt of my joke?
      C                    
Or am I just some post-coke, 
Dm
average, skinny bloke
Bb            F        C
 Calling his ego imagination?
         Bb                 
I've not picked up that in a 
F                     C
thousand four hundred days

And nine hours and 
Dm
sixteen minutes, babe
Bb               F        C      F
 It's kind of my daily iteration
 
Bb F C Dm
Bb F