IntroD
VerseDHey hey, I thought that you would call me
Are you still kinda high? Coming down from the Molly?
Oh, it's fine
I ain't on anyone's mind
DAnd I know that I gotta have faith
But it's kinda ******* hard at the end of every day
Stuck in my mind
Like all the time
BmAnd some nights when I'm feeling suicidal
I could reAach for the gun, I could reach for the bottle
But it's grDeat
At least, now I'm getting paidChorusAnd it goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
And suddenly you're gDoneVerseI'm oDut in LA with a Beverly Hills hottie
The kind that wants to go and sniff the pills off my body
Only knBmows me 'cause I wrote the song about the hotel lobby
But trust me, all my wilder days are behind me.D
I'm lDaying in bed at the Chateau
With someone I saw on TV but I barely even know
Small tBmalk for a second then I gotta leave
Walk out separate, you're famous, you can't be seen with me.D
ChorusIt goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon andF#m on and Aon
And suddenly you're gDoneInstrumentalD
BridgeDI don't know if I would call it luck
But I, I didn't make the twenty-seven club
I'm twenty-eiBmght
So, y'all ain't gotta dig my grave.A
InterludeBmF#mA.
BmF#mA.
ChorusYeah, it goes Bmon and F#mon and Aon
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
It goes Bmon and F#mon and oAn
And suddenly you're gDoneOutroD
