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