Better Than My Heart

	  		 

Intro: Am G Am C G 
                           Am 
I'm feeling kind of banged up 
                G 
Slow out of the bed 
     Am                    C                  G 
Neon noise and honky-tonk wine ringing in my head 
                      Am 
Last night I saw your car 
                 G 
I overheard your name 
                   Am                        C                  G 
Pulled my hat down low, wouldn't want you to know I was in this shape 


          C 
Now these old beer bones 
                      
Are like a rusty old plow 
      G 
These cigarette eyes are 

'Bout to burn out 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart 
      C 
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile 
    G 
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart 


                        Am 
You filled it with your love 
                    G 
Then you drained it out 
                      Am       C 
Sometimes I think you built it up 
                 G 
Just to break it down 
                      Am 
Now all that's really left 
                G 
Is an emptiness inside 
                Am                     C 
A river running cold, memories growing old 
                         G 
Dying right there on the vine 



          C 
Now these old beer bones 
                      
Are like a rusty old plow 
      G 
These cigarette eyes are 

'Bout to burn out 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart 
      C 
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile 
    G 
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 



Am G Am C G 
          Ohhhhhh 


          C 
Now these old beer bones 
                      
Are like a rusty old plow 
      G 
These cigarette eyes are 

'Bout to burn out 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart 
      C 
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile 
    G 
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile 
            Am                 C 
But they're still doing better 
               G 
Better than my heart 
              Am                 C 
Yeah, they're still doing better 
               G      Am 
Better than my heart 
               G      
Better than my heart 

Am C G