C5 nobodys talkin, the airs filled with time A5 and the juke box is broken dont bother with ya dime F5 C5 the neons fadin the records theyre all the same C5 the bottles used to cut deep but theyve lost their edge A5 and the skys turning gray my eyes are turnin red F5 C5 and my my mind is set on the night i decided to stay C5 its cold in this house when the weather gets in A5 and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin F5 C5 and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out C5 G5 A5 F5 and the curse of a drunk is he'll go home alone C5 G5 A5 F5 meet me outback at five meet you there and get stoned C5 G5 A5 F5 and we'll talk about where were from C5 G5 A5 F5 and how we would go back if our ships hadnt sunk C5 G5 A5 F5 and im floatin into the door C5 G5 A5 F5 C5 G5 A5 F5 im killin myself fightin this civil wa--ar C5 im chained to the bar its chained to my seat A5 and i'd ask her to dance if i could get to my feet F5 C5 but my boots are too drunk to try and put on a show C5 well the world stoped turning i crawled into bed A5 and im ashamed of myself pull the covers over my head F5 C5 and my stomaches on fire for fear of tomorrow C5 its cold in this house when the weather gets in A5 and my thoughts are like ice, whiskeys in my skin F5 C5 and im layin on dreams and slowly i fade out C5 G5 A5 F5 and the curse of a drunk is he'll go home alone C5 G5 A5 F5 meet me outback at five meet you there and get stoned C5 G5 A5 F5 and we'll talk about where were from C5 G5 A5 F5 and how we would go back if our ships hadnt sunk C5 G5 A5 F5 and im floatin into the door C5 G5 A5 F5 C5 G5 A5 F5 im killin myself fightin this civil wa--ar
