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