D              F             C11 
Break me down and roll me once again. 
D              F                C11 
Got no time to think of now and then. 
D                  F                C11 
Catch my breath pick myself up off the floor.  
D                F                C11 
One more drink, a nervous breakdown, then another war.  

Chorus: 
A                     G7 
Oh, you can never get to low,  
             D           D9 
When your so damn high. 
A              G7 
Oh, and been out rolling  
               D 
on the blessed hell ride. 

Verse 2: 
Through the lines, aint no in betweens. 
Gardens of filth, the obscure and the obscene. 
Catch my breath pick myself up off the floor.  
One more drink, a nervous breakdown, then another war.