[Verse 2]
D
You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight!
G
You don't wanna work, you wanna live like a king
A
But the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing
[Chorus]
D
Get over it
F
Get over it
G
If you don't wanna play then you might as well split
D
Get over it, get over it
[Slide Solo]
D F G D x2
[Bridge]
C
It's like goin' to confession
D
Every time I hear you speak
G
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
A
Some call it sick but I call it weak
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[Verse 3]
D
Yeah, you drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt, you wallow in the pain