[Pre-Chorus]
G
Got a room with a floor and a mattress,
G
Nothing more than expense and an address
Dm F G
Looking up now and then hoping you’ll come hoooo-oome
[Chorus]
C
I can’t remember when I
Am
Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite
F
I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
G C
And watch as I died? And sing for a sincere goodbye?
[Outro]
C Am
I don’t want to tell you that you’re fine
F
I don’t wanna tell you everything’s great
G
It’s not, it’s fucked, we’re stuck, out of luck
C
How else can I say that this just sucks? Fuck!