Em Am Em Am Em I'm counting back the number of the steps Am Em Am C D it took for me to get back on the wagon of the weekend Em Am Em Am G I'll use the oven timer to prove that I'll Em C D get home with my imagination Em Am C D if they find the body in the basement G Em C D in the very house that she was raised in Em Am Em Am Em I'm taking down the number of the times Am Em Am C D so when we get the sign from god I'll be the first to call them Em Am Em Am G I'm taking back the number of the beast Em C D cause six is not a pretty number Em Am C D eight or three are definitely better G Em C D A is for the address on the letter Em Am C D Em Am Em Am Bm to my alcoholic friends Em Am Em Am Em I'm trying hard not to be ashamed Am Em Am C D not to know the name of who is waking up beside me Em Am C D or the date, the season, or the city G Em C D but at least the ceiling's very pretty Em Am C D and if you are holding it against me Em Am Bm Am I'll be on my best behavior Em Am Bm Am taking shots for mother nature Em Am Bm Am once my fist is in the cupboard Em Am Bm Am love is never falling over (repeat intro riff) Em Am Bm Em Am C D Should I choose a noble occupation? Em Am C D If I did I'd only show up late and G Em C D sick and they would tear at me with hatred G Em C D plus my only natural talent's wasted Em Am C D Em on my alcoholic friends Am C D Em my alcoholic friends Am C D Em the party never ends Am C D Em my alcoholic friends
