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