Capo 3


A5
I was just a normal guy

Life was just a nine to five
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With bills and pressure piled up to the sky

She never asked she knew I'd been

Hanging with my wilder friends
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Looking for some other way to fly

Three days straight was no big feet
 
To get by on no food or sleep
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And crazy was becoming my new norm
    A5
I'd pass out on the bedroom floor
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And sleep right through the calm before the storm


   D5        
My life was just an old routine
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everyday the same damn thing I couldn't even tell I was alive
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I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothing like the cost of living high

That southern baptist parking lot

Was where I'd go to smoke my pot

Sit there in my pickup truck and pray

And staring at that giant cross

Just reminded me that i was lost

And it just never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back

I'd find my way across the tracks

Looking just to score another deal

With my back against that damn eight ball

I didn't have to think or talk or feel

Chorus

My whole life went through my head

Laying in that hotel bed

Watching as the cops kicked in the door

I had a job and a piece of land

And my sweet wife was my best friend

But I traded that for cocaine and a w *  *  * e

With my new found sobriety

I've got the time to sit and think

Of all the things I had and threw away

This prison is much colder than that

One that I was locked up in just yesterday

Chorus

I tell you high cost of living ain't nothing like the cost of living high

Leave that stuff alone