Capo II
Intro:
D F#m Bm G A x2
W[D]e've all got our problems, we all h[F#m]ave pockets to fill
We've got our gr[Bm]ocery lists and things we've missed to p[G]ay our cellphone b[A]ills
I've spent [D]my nights on the bar scene, my friends [F#m]bartend so I drink for free
Til the w[Bm]orld starts spiraling and I'm p[G]ulled into the st[A]reet
Chorus:
And I can s[G]ee it all go down from the l[A]ights of this town
It is l[D]ighting my des[D/C#]cent, and all the [G/B]times that I have sp[A]ent misunderst[G]ood
A D......
Rock bottom's never felt so good
Maybe [D]I should start this over, maybe tr[F#m]y doing it sober
I swear t[Bm]onight will be the night that I will n[G]ot wake up hung[A]over
When all of a s[D]udden the sun is rising, and it's n[F#m]ot very surprising
That I'm [Bm]lying on the roof drinking J[G]ack and railing l[A]ines
Chorus
Interlude ("whoa..whoa..")
D D/C# G/B A G A x4
They say you c[D]an't do this forever, I don't in[F#m]tend to prove them wrong
You know [Bm]even the longest lives don't really l[G]ast for very l[A]ong
So I'll l[D]ive it while I've got it, what I've [F#m]got I'm livin' fine
When you [Bm]tell your kids your stories you know they'd [G]all rather hear m[A]ine!
Cause I've s[D]een the sun rise from a million [F#m]different pairs of eyes
I smoked [Bm]many a cheap cigar, drank m[G]any more cheaper w[A]ines
No, you d[D]on't seem so impressed, at least as [F#m]far as I can tell
But you know [Bm]I can play guitar and sing and I can d[G]o it pretty w[A]ell
And I [D]owe every lyric, every [F#m]riff and every song
To [Bm]all the things that I have done even when m[G]ost of them were wr[A]ong
You know t[D]hat is just my life, where nothing[F#m] ever seems enough
You can tell me w[Bm]hat you will about my ways and I'll pol[G]itely tell you to "f[A]k off!"
Chorus
[(G)] Rock b[A]ottom's never felt so go[G]od, whoa
Rock b[A]ottom's never felt so g[D]ood
Intro:
D F#m Bm G A x2
W[D]e've all got our problems, we all h[F#m]ave pockets to fill
We've got our gr[Bm]ocery lists and things we've missed to p[G]ay our cellphone b[A]ills
I've spent [D]my nights on the bar scene, my friends [F#m]bartend so I drink for free
Til the w[Bm]orld starts spiraling and I'm p[G]ulled into the st[A]reet
Chorus:
And I can s[G]ee it all go down from the l[A]ights of this town
It is l[D]ighting my des[D/C#]cent, and all the [G/B]times that I have sp[A]ent misunderst[G]ood
A D......
Rock bottom's never felt so good
Maybe [D]I should start this over, maybe tr[F#m]y doing it sober
I swear t[Bm]onight will be the night that I will n[G]ot wake up hung[A]over
When all of a s[D]udden the sun is rising, and it's n[F#m]ot very surprising
That I'm [Bm]lying on the roof drinking J[G]ack and railing l[A]ines
Chorus
Interlude ("whoa..whoa..")
D D/C# G/B A G A x4
They say you c[D]an't do this forever, I don't in[F#m]tend to prove them wrong
You know [Bm]even the longest lives don't really l[G]ast for very l[A]ong
So I'll l[D]ive it while I've got it, what I've [F#m]got I'm livin' fine
When you [Bm]tell your kids your stories you know they'd [G]all rather hear m[A]ine!
Cause I've s[D]een the sun rise from a million [F#m]different pairs of eyes
I smoked [Bm]many a cheap cigar, drank m[G]any more cheaper w[A]ines
No, you d[D]on't seem so impressed, at least as [F#m]far as I can tell
But you know [Bm]I can play guitar and sing and I can d[G]o it pretty w[A]ell
And I [D]owe every lyric, every [F#m]riff and every song
To [Bm]all the things that I have done even when m[G]ost of them were wr[A]ong
You know t[D]hat is just my life, where nothing[F#m] ever seems enough
You can tell me w[Bm]hat you will about my ways and I'll pol[G]itely tell you to "f[A]k off!"
Chorus
[(G)] Rock b[A]ottom's never felt so go[G]od, whoa
Rock b[A]ottom's never felt so g[D]ood
