C
When i met you we were young
G
And like gasoline To matches
Dm
Waking Up Drunk
F
Sleeping through your early classes
C
I grew up and grew dull
G
You say you wished i hadn't
Dm
Well I'm drunk again
F
And you're guilty like you're irish catholic
G
You aint no saint
Am G
I aint one either
F G
Guess thats why i'm lying here
C
Cause i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing up blood
C
And i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing out blood
G
I got a gut full of ulcers
F
Gonna burn out like dead stars
Turn to dust
C
If you're coming here alone
G
Then theres nowhere else to go
Dm
So when i walk in man
F
they know I'm alone
C
Dig your anchors in my bones
G
Keep your breathing soft and slow
Dm
Its freezing, i made a
F
blanket from my coat
G
You aint no saint
Am G
I aint one either
F G
Guess thats why i'm lying here
C
Cause i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing up blood
C
And i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing out blood
G
I got a gut full of ulcers
F
Gonna burn out like dead stars
Turn to dust
G F
It gets freezing here after dark
G F
So I'm searching the car for
My dads old
F
Bills hat, passed down
C
in 93, it never got
Am G
Far from me, he moved to the island
From upstate
F
And he'd spend sunday
C
watching the game with me
Am G
Explaining everything, we'd watch Jim Kelly lead the way
F G C
If my dad was here i wonder what he'd say
F G
If my dad was here i wonder if he'd
C G Am
Even recognize me
F
Im fucking begging
G
Im fucking begging
C
Cause i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing up blood
C
And i know
G
That i'm banged up
Dm
I got bruises i can't place
F
Oh i've been coughing out blood
Full
key step up
Half
key step up
Half
key step down
Full
key step down
