I know for a fact this is the 100% correct version of how Soupy plays it live.

Intro: C G7 Dm F

Verse 1:
C
 When I met you we were young
G7
 And like gasoline to matches
Dm
 Waking up drunk
F
 Sleeping through your early classes
C
 I grew up and grew dull
G7
 And you say you wished I hadn't
Dm
 Well I'm drunk again
F
 And you're guilty like you're Irish catholic

Pre chorus:
G                  Am
 You ain't no saint
G                F
 I ain't one either
                      G
 Guess that's why I'm lying here

Chorus:
              C
 Cause I know
                 Em   
 That I'm banged up
       Dm
 I got bruises I can't place
         F
 Oh I've been coughing out blood
           C
 And I know
                 Em
 That I'm banged up
       Dm
 I got bruises I can't place
         F 
 Oh I've been coughing out blood
G                       F 
 I've got a gut full of ulcers
G                            F 
 They're gonna burn out like dead stars
             C  G7  Dm  F
 Turn to dust

Verse 2:
C
 If you're coming here alone
G7
 Then there's nowhere else to go
Dm                     F
 So when I walk in man they know I'm alone
C
 Dig your anchors in my bones
G7
 Keep your breathing soft and slow
Dm                       F 
 It's freezing, I made a blanket from my coat

Pre chorus:
G                  Am
 You ain't no saint
G                F
 I ain't one either
                      G
 Guess that's why I'm lying here

Chorus:
             C   
 Well I know
                 Em              
 That I'm banged up
       Dm 
 I got bruises I can't place
         F
 Oh I've been coughing out blood
            C
 And I know
                 Em       
 That I'm banged up
       Dm
 I got bruises I can't place
         F
 Oh I've been coughing out blood
G                       F  
 I've got a gut full of ulcers
G                              F 
 They're gonna burn out like dead stars

Bridge:
G                      F
 It gets freezing here after dark
G                            F
 So I'm searching the car for my dad's old
F                            C                                   
 Bills hat, passed down in ninety-three,
              Am7
 It never got far from me,
                 G7
 He moved to the island from upstate
                F
 And he'd spend Sunday
              C
 Watching the game with me
            Am7
 Explaining everything,
                G7
 We'd watch Jim Kelly lead the way
           F              C                   Am7
 And if my dad was here I wonder what he'd say
       F              G              C   Am7/B  Am7 
 If my dad was here I wonder if he'd even recognize me
             F
 I'm fucking begging
             G
 I'm fucking begging

Chorus:
              C
 Cause I know
                 Em   
 That I'm banged up
       Dm
 I got bruises I can't place
         F
 Oh I've been coughing out blood
           C
 And I know
                 Em
 That I'm banged up
       Dm
 I got bruises I can't place
         F 
 Oh I've been coughing out blood