Intro
D Bm7 G D A
Verse 1
D
Driving by those trucker stops
Bm7
The cheap motels made of concrete rocks
G D A
With a hole inside your chest the size of a city block
D Bm7
I remember the days when you said you weren't afraid to die
G
I don't think your brave for it
D A
I just think you're more afraid of being
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G A
If I had the medicine I'd give you the medicine
G A
'Cause I miss you son I'd bring you back home if I was the one
G A
But it's four and ten in the belly of the four AM
G A
And you're staring down another weekend to silence the pain
D
And I'm wide awake and there's blood on the promenade
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Verse 2
D
Here's to waking up with that stone
Bm7
Between your ribs and you're lying down again
G D A
You just pretend you don't know what it is
D
When everyone around you says
Bm7
That you're not the one to blame for it
G
But you're the only one that's feeling the pain for it
D A
So you're gonna take matters into your own hands yeah
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Ending
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