Verse
A D/A
You're coming back, I don't know why I feel so bad
E D/A A
Oh, a picture always hurts more than words
A D/A
You're born at zero, and dead at 23
E D/A A
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt comes free
[Verse 2]
A D/A
You make it clear, you take me as insincere
E D/A A
B picture I can't live without seein'
A D/A
Oh, you made your point, I never robbed you of a choice
E D/A A
And I can hear a longing in your voice
[Chorus]
E A
I'm a sorry mess, to see your face
D Bm A
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
E A
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
D Bm A
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Verse 3]
A D/A
Close your eyes, it's just about time to speak
E D/A A
Our dreams only come true in better dreams
A D/A
I drink neat in the middle of drunken screams
E D/A A
Oh, praying to God that one day I'll be clean
A D/A
Oh, look at the clock, I wish it was a time machine
E
'Cause I could have been anything but I got
D/A A
caught up in your grand schemes
[Chorus]
E A
I'm a sorry mess *to see your face*
D Bm A
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
E A
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
D Bm A
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Outro]
A D/A
Born at zero, and dead at 23
E D/A A
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt come free