nobodys talkin, the airs filled with time
[Am]and the juke box is broken dont bother with ya dime
[F]the neons fadin the records theyre all the same[C]
[C]the bottles used to cut deep but theyve lost their edge
[Am]and the skys turning gray my eyes are turnin red
[F]and my my mind is set on the night i decided to stay[C]
[C]its cold in this house when the weather gets in
[Am]and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin
[F]and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out[C]
[C]and the curse of a d[G]runk is he'll [Am]go home a[F]lone
[C]meet me outback at f[G]ive meet you th[Am]ere and get [F]stoned
and we[C]'ll talk about w[G]here were [Am]from[F]
and[C] how we would go b[G]ack if our sh[Am]ips hadnt s[F]unk
and im [C]floatin i[G]nto the [Am]door[F]
i[C]m killin my[G]self fi[Am]ghtin this [F]civil wa--[C]ar[G][Am][F]
[C]im chained to the bar its chained to my seat
[Am]and i'd ask her to dance if i could get to my feet
[F]but my boots are too drunk to try and put on a show[C]
[C]well the world stoped turning i crawled into bed
[Am]and im ashamed of myself pull the covers over my head
[F]and my stomaches on fire for fear of tomorrow[C]
[C]its cold in this house when the weather gets in
[Am]and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin
[F]and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out[C]
[C]and the curse of a d[G]runk is he'll [Am]go home a[F]lone
[C]meet me outback at fi[G]ve meet you t[Am]here and get sto[F]ned
and w[C]e'll talk about wh[G]ere were[Am] from[F]
an[C]d how we would go ba[G]ck if our sh[Am]ips hadnt s[F]unk
and im f[C]loatin in[G]to the[Am] door[F]
im[C] killin mys[G]elf fig[Am]htin this c[F]ivil wa--[C]ar[G][Am][F]
www.myspace.com/thetakershonkytonk
me- oysterboy12ck@yahoo.com yall gimmi hell if you want to
[Am]and the juke box is broken dont bother with ya dime
[F]the neons fadin the records theyre all the same[C]
[C]the bottles used to cut deep but theyve lost their edge
[Am]and the skys turning gray my eyes are turnin red
[F]and my my mind is set on the night i decided to stay[C]
[C]its cold in this house when the weather gets in
[Am]and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin
[F]and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out[C]
[C]and the curse of a d[G]runk is he'll [Am]go home a[F]lone
[C]meet me outback at f[G]ive meet you th[Am]ere and get [F]stoned
and we[C]'ll talk about w[G]here were [Am]from[F]
and[C] how we would go b[G]ack if our sh[Am]ips hadnt s[F]unk
and im [C]floatin i[G]nto the [Am]door[F]
i[C]m killin my[G]self fi[Am]ghtin this [F]civil wa--[C]ar[G][Am][F]
[C]im chained to the bar its chained to my seat
[Am]and i'd ask her to dance if i could get to my feet
[F]but my boots are too drunk to try and put on a show[C]
[C]well the world stoped turning i crawled into bed
[Am]and im ashamed of myself pull the covers over my head
[F]and my stomaches on fire for fear of tomorrow[C]
[C]its cold in this house when the weather gets in
[Am]and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin
[F]and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out[C]
[C]and the curse of a d[G]runk is he'll [Am]go home a[F]lone
[C]meet me outback at fi[G]ve meet you t[Am]here and get sto[F]ned
and w[C]e'll talk about wh[G]ere were[Am] from[F]
an[C]d how we would go ba[G]ck if our sh[Am]ips hadnt s[F]unk
and im f[C]loatin in[G]to the[Am] door[F]
im[C] killin mys[G]elf fig[Am]htin this c[F]ivil wa--[C]ar[G][Am][F]
www.myspace.com/thetakershonkytonk
me- oysterboy12ck@yahoo.com yall gimmi hell if you want to
