D - 0
A - 3
F - 0
C - 2
G - 2
D - 0
F C Dm7
Covert discretion in a hotel room
G
Ain't it always the same
F C Dm7
Another gig now, got an achin' head
G
And I'm back on display
F C Dm7 G
Ain't no thing though, all the fans agree, we killed it tonight
F C Dm7 G
Back at the hotel, watching CNN, still scared for my life
A F C A#
So where is the party going on?
A F C A#
It's no fair to make me stay alone
F C Dm7
Down in the lobby there's a couple left
G
Have them buy me a round
F C Dm7
I'm your best friend I'm your superstar
G
Yeah I'm down with the brown
F C Dm7
We in the bathroom let's be super cool
G
You gotta a little bit left
F C Dm7
What a special thing, I'm your trophy boy
G
Get the fuck out my face
A F C A#
You will go home satisfied
A F C A#
I'll be blacked out for the night
F C Dm7 G
In the morning I can't remember, I can't remember a thing
F C Dm7
I'm on the bus now
G
They won't look at me, man it's always the same
F C Dm7
I'm a broken, why can't you see?
G
Can't you give me your hand?
F C Dm7 G
No, I'm the bad guy, don't appreciate, can't you see who I am?
A F C A#
I'm on my last leg, I can't see
A F C A#
I wasn't trying to blow your fantasy
F C Dm7
Another chance now, I'm on the stage again
G
But this time I don't fly
F C Dm7 G
You all just left me, just walked away. Alone up there to die.
F C Dm7 G
It was the next day got a couple calls making sure I'm alive
F C Dm7
Man you gotta end this, just walk away
G
Your money or your life.
A F C A#
So save your judgments for someone else
A F C A#
And be grateful I saved me from myself
A# A# A# A#
F D
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
Gm C
And I never gonna die
F D
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
Gm C
And I never gonna die
F D
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
Gm C
And I never gonna die
F D
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
Gm C
And I never gonna die